Two Rivers Isle for we don’t care about it

seven. this would be the seventh time he’d done this. time and time again he’d seek refuge and leave. it was a tiring pattern of his. kamiki was supposed to put the stop to it, the happy ending he needed in life. that was gone now. the pages to that book was charred. a new chapter began. he wasn’t ready for that.

when cry brushed against his shoulder, there was no happiness, no relief, no pride. only fear. anger. discontentment. that was all hidden behind the gates of a smile and bright eyes.

he couldn’t bring himself to look at minori. the disappointment she expressed when they left already broke him, who knew what she was feeling now. he couldn’t bare to look.

“thank you cry.” he turned back to the male, the false smile plain on his face. “we are a skilled bunch and we’ll happily provide.”