Chapter 27

The study appeared empty. It surprised Sellion that the study that Iliquinal practically lived in was devoid of life. Sellion stayed close to the floor, hoisting up Essaerae and I. We were flabbergasted as well. I spit out the artifact and collapsed to the ground, laying on my back. It had been a long day. The day of adventuring through a dwarven mine was harder than anything I'd ever done as king or a prince. Sometimes I think life would easily be more flavorful if I wasn't born royalty.

"How are you tired?!" Sellion yelled at me.

"To be fair, today was probably harder than anything else he's ever done." Essaerae pat Sellion's shoulder, a part of him that wasn't being used as an arrow quiver. She lied down next to me.

"She is correct," I yawned, "I feel so dirty. I want to bathe."

"I feel that," Essaerae agreed with me, looking at the rise and fall of my chest.