“Don’t worry. You won’t be gone long.” I reach for what I can find. A small purse of money. My favorite jacket to protect me from the cold. “You saw how angry he was.” “Give me some time to talk with him. You’ll be back at court, this time on my arm, in no time.”
AAAAAAAAAÀAAAHHHHHHHHH THIS POOR MAN
HE DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER MY GOD AAHHHH
