Chapter 65: Adelaide.

He gives me a sword.

Lyros hands the sword to me, leaning low so we are eye to eye and he's smiling as he does so. The only thing I can feel is my blood running even colder than it did before. There's nothing I can think of to bring up a spark in me.

Nothing that can spark defiance, or hate, or even the need to kill him. Those emotions all lie dormant. Like they're all aware that i would be attempting an impossible feat if i decide to bring any of them out at this moment.

I accept the sheathed blade and contemplate pulling it out right here and right now. I know he baits people with his actions, like everyone else is some piece on a chess board he knows how to play.

I take the less violent of my two options and bow my head slightly.

"Thank you Lord Lyros."

I imagine a kick will come afterwards, or a slap, just some act of random violence to get rid of all the tension he's feeling, but nothing happens. He only chuckles and I hear his footsteps as he walks around the room.

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