Ā Ā Ā Ā It could be worse, he had decided. Way worse. The place could have been crawling with daemons, hell even MTās and that would have been so much worse⦠but at least there would have been a sense of familiarity; heād have known what to do. Now, the rare feeling of uncertainty and uneasiness weighed him down.
Ā Ā Ā Ā There was one thing he was certain of though, and that was that he should technically⦠be dead. Memories of Insomniaās downfall were hazy and waking up in that strange room didnāt exactly help convince him he was still sane. As strange as this place seemed to be⦠he had come to the conclusion that in fact, it could be a hell of a lot worse.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Sheep Hell, he had affectionately nicknamed this place, wasnāt the worst place to be, except for the fact it kept throwing surprises right at him in full force. The first had been that guy in the Crownsguard uniform (he still hadnāt found out why the Crownsguard were here) and the second was Lunafreya Nox Fleuret just yards away from him. There was absolutely no way she here; it was a trick, right? Didnāt she have a wedding to plan?Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Still, if this was her, he wasnāt going to let her know he was so obviously shocked to see her here nor was he going to allow his presence to remain unknown. So, with that air of confidence he was renowned for back in the Kingsglaive, he easily sidled up beside her and said with a hint of amusement in his voice, āLong time no see, your highness. Werenāt you supposed to be getting married?"
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