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23 : 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅

Heh-  Narrator
Heh- Thoughts
Heh - Speech
Heh - Telepathy/ Voices

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒆𝒕𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒚.

ᵇᵘᵗ ᵒᵘʳ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵖᵉʳⁱᵒᵈⁱᶜᵃˡ ᵗᵉˢᵗ ⁱˢ ⁿᵉᵃʳ
ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ'ᵐ ᶜᵘʳʳᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ᶠᵒᶜᵘˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ⁱᵗ

𝑺𝒐 𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔,

𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃 𝐻𝐴𝑉𝐸 12,000+ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠
𝑨𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅.

꧁𖣔𖣔𖣔☾︎❦︎☽︎𖣔𖣔𖣔꧂

The fanciest and most luxurious room in the palace, that was reserved for foreign royal visitors, was provided for Cale.

' The room Adin gave me that I never used in the first round, is much more better that this.'

Cale looked at the exquisite room.

' Well... He rules an empire in the first place.'

Cale laid down on the extremely luxurious bed and started to eat grapes one by one.

First grape.

*Nom

' Gluttony.'

Second grape.

*Nom

' Avarice.'

Third Grape.

Nom*

'Gluttony'

Nom*

' Avarice.'

Cale was currently deciding in which greed he'll let rampant, the moment he converse with Alver.

It was Cale's version of

'He loves me, he loves me not'

But with grapes and laziness.

. . .

*Nom

' Avarice.'

It was the last grape.

' Hm... I guess Avarice shall rule.'

Cale rolled his eyes and yanked his hair upwards, as his head bounced at the soft pillows.

' What a shame~ I really loved the thrill, of suppressing my urge of eating him tho...'

Cale sighed, as he brushed his hair up. And closed his eyes.

. . .

As Cale was busy, lazing around.

A person who was also staying in the palace, came to visit.

"Young master Cale."

' oh- it's my friend...'

Wow... From accomplice to friends?!

It was Rosalyn, and, as expected, she was not alone.

"Cale-nim."

' Oh... It's my puppy.'