"I beg your pardon?" murmurs Edarial to a soon empty hallway. "... What did I do?"
He's... Just going to stop wandering the halls and go hide in his room. The great soon-to-be king of Marlatia, hiding in his room. How utterly fitting.
Edarial curls up with his familiar and tries not to cry.
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Date: 2014-05-26 12:44 am (UTC)He's... Just going to stop wandering the halls and go hide in his room. The great soon-to-be king of Marlatia, hiding in his room. How utterly fitting.
Edarial curls up with his familiar and tries not to cry.