On our way back I tend to Liseti.
I have a rather pressuring question on my mind.
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Things I never wanted to know!
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More and more I dread what the future has in store for .
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Wait!
Carriage!
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No, surely not!
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I think I grow pale.
No, change that!
I'm sure I grow pale.
There are horror visions I don't even want to think about.
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With this, she heads off and I can just go back to my room.
I have heavy stuff on my mind.
Aside from the point that I have the weight of humanity's ongoing survival on and that stuff with the royal guard becos more and more frightening, there is one thing.
I don't know what to think about the queen.
To be honest, I don't like her.
While it's difficult to bla the swarm and all its mbers for what happened to , it was the queen who stripped of my humanity and brought into this situation in the first place.
I hold quite so resentnt against her for effectively ending my life as it was.
A decision I had no word in.
On the other side, everyone respects her deeply and hearing those sudden horror stories about alternative treatnts for princesses was quite a lot to process.
Not that I ever planned to do sothing as stupid as going against this twenty-ter monster which is supported by all the billions of insects the swarm hosts.
I don't want to thank her for making my life not as shitty as it could have been.
However, I was granted so freedom.
This is a concession.
Creating a weird kind of gratitude, which makes it difficult to ask for revenge.
And puts in a difficult mood.
I decide to stop my musing and fall into sleep.
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