His facial expression showed anger, I wondered; could he be setting this up with his mum? And what do they intend to gain. I started doubting the whole facade of hospitality being rendered by the Archjues. They’ve just been leading me on a trail to a slaughter, and now they’ve achieved it. He walked to us and gave me a hug. I felt warm a little once more. Hope you’ve heard all mum told you he asked? At this point I knew it was all a plan. When did he know about this? We slept in the same room, and your mum didn’t talk to you in the middle of the night, or thereabout but I said yes. We walked into our room together and I was in the shower in a bit, to think alone, not to really clean up. What more could I have of myself? I thought.
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