Chapter 67 Goodnight Rune
- I am far from thrilled to be here.
- As Rune hands my luggage to the guards, their lowered heads betray the pretence. Why bother?
- They address me with titles like 'Your Highness' or 'Your Grace,' going out of their way to make me feel uneasy. The discomfort only intensifies as we enter the King's Hall, and the guards open the doors for us.