I am finally home!
After the holy sword poorly tossed me away, I am not sure if she was scared of being swarmed or because she smelled the stench of dark power. To be honest, she is like my benefactress, and I would never do such an ungrateful thing as capture my benefactress!
Umm…
Maybe?
But she has already fled, so let's not talk about it. I think we should talk about unexpected things when I get home, ahem!
Let's begin with my beloved Salsal. I do not think my eyes are blind or distorted in any color, so...
“Does your skin darken, Salsal?” I ask him in a serious way.
The prince, who opens his arms expecting me to run in and be in his arms, immediately closes them! Then he asks, with a malicious expression, "You wanna die, Gilbert Bedivere?"