➳ 41 |𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭

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❝ 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ❞

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❝ 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸'𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ❞

Wicked Games | Chris Isaak

I GIVE A loud applause to Syl's illuminating intervention, who didn't bother to beat around the bush or measure her words. She went straight to the point, driven by her pressing need. I smile sarcastically, continuing my applause.

Raor blinks. Several times, until he realizes he has to react somehow, instead of standing still and looking like a fish out of water.

"Syl, did you eat something strange?"

"She's fine." Now it's my turn. It's my part of the responsibility to face Raor, or should I call him Fediswa?

All this time, when I thought of my king, I myself had difficulty believing they were the same person. I separated the two people, mistakenly. Reality is clear: he is the man I loved and tried to betray.

Raor chuckles despite the astonishment and looks at us in turn, pointing his finger at us. "You two planned to play a big prank on me, huh girls?"

Syl improvises a bow. "Fediswa, absolute sovereign of the Amalahidi and Son of the Skies, born of Piety. The people feared you and called you the Executioner of the gods, because you judged the evil deities."

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