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G:āI like to know exactly whatās needed before agreeing to a deal. Butā¦those two conditions are fine.ā F:āY-yeahā¦Whatever can get us out of thisā¦donāt be too harsh on us though, okay?ā
The two prisoners staid dead silent. Although a grim āmuffin are tastyā crossed flameās mind
He unlocks the chains on the two, letting them finally be free to move their limbs about.
āAs I suspected. The usurpers are making their move. The first logical step would be to take out all the advisors, after all, a king without options is a stranded king.ā
The princeās demeanour changed. He no longer seemed laid-back and friendly, and seemed to belong in a world higher than the rest. He stood up, his eyes brimming with determination and confidence, very much like the old King.
āHave the physicians examine the muffin and exhume him.ā Falone orders. āThings are going to be different here. There are traitors.ā
āSir youāll find Iām not going to go down easily. I will be on my way, we still need to talk privately soon about another matterāKathrine walks out
They stretched, Flame looking truly grateful and glass retaining her usual, normal emotionless attitude.
F:āThank you! I-Iāll obey you, whatever you say!ā G:āI still need to know what that third clause will beā¦ā
āThe third conditionā¦ will come.ā The prince says. He brings them out of the hidden dungeon.
They look around, Flame shivering, a bit scared of the castleās workers, only wearing the strict minimum clothes that barely covered them up. G:āI donāt like thisā¦but it looks like we have no choiceā¦ā Glass looked down with flame as they went through the castle.
Whispers and what-nots surround you. The prince urges you two to keep walking.
There are 2 cloaks. One of red and one of blue.
āWrap yourself in these, they will shield you from the public eye and avoid scrutiny from the ones that seek them harm.ā The prince says.
(Going to sleep now.)
(Aww, oki) Flame coiled her tail around her left leg, whimpering quietly and hastily putting the cloak on her shoulders. On the other hand, Glass took her time, making sure the cloak was on correctly and wouldnāt slip off.
āYes, leader.ā Annebelle and grea appeared near Andrew. Annebelle looked worried, and grea had her usual neutral look on. A:āWhat do you need us for?ā
A: I want you both to watch guard. Trouble seems to brew around this lost soul. I donāt wanāt it to happen again.
A:āMnh? What lost soul?ā G:āThereās no need to know that. We just need to obey.ā A:"ā¦" She nodded.
(What they guarding though)
(Oh k I thought they were supposed to guard a lost soul or Something) They just took position.