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Hallucinations ended. This nightmare wouldn’t fucking quit.
“He isn’t my king,” I answered tartly. Everlayne flinched, though her reaction was fleeting. “Forgive her, Majesty. Your guest is tired and unaccustomed to her new surroundings.” Damn right, I wasn’t accustomed to my new surroundings. It would take a miracle from every single one of the gods Everlayne just introduced me to before I acclimatized myself to all of this, and from the way she’d spoken about them, Everlayne’s gods weren’t even around anymore.
If it’ll be over quickly, I swear had to be said in order to convince me to attend an event, it was not an event I wanted to go to.
Gods, sinners, martyrs, and ghosts. We were all so ridiculously fucked.
