Closed for @traegics -Asteria
Lysander felt himself running out of steam. He might be in pique physical shape but even he had his limits. His legs feeling like lead as he forced himself to walk. Everything hurt. Lysander was still seeing the images of the girl. This was awful. He sat down seeing the familair face.
"Your highness, how should I serve yo-" He was cut off as he fell to the floor. "I'm okay."











