74. Mail

It's lonely without the fatty in my room, usually, after practicing archery, he will nag, asking me to eat this. Now his bowls of food and drink were empty, as well as the place where he coiled up on the fur rug under the little round wooden table in my room. I'm very curious as to what their situation is right now, honestly, I'd like just to run away and catch up with them if I can, but if it's about Nymph, I think I should really obey Azalea. This place is like a cage for me, but I also have to realize this cage is the safest place for me right now.