Chapter 83

It was the lack of noise I noticed first. Then Maise's silence.

Everyone and everything was still. Morgana with a raised up and open mouth. She was beautiful, and seeing her calmed my rising alarm. It was not the most flattering moment to stop for her with her tongue poking out and her eye awkwardly looking to the side.

The Kings of Gelts were frozen still too as was everyone else in the Great Hall.

Reality had come crashing to a halt; Time (and so space) had stopped.

I blinked and then I saw me.

My head swam and I swayed looking at his aura. I almost threw up. In terms of sheer magical aura, he dwarfed me. It was like comparing Jupiter to a pebble.

It wasn't me the from right now.

He looked older for one, I had let myself look older at some point in the future. More like I was in my thirties - I almost looked like my father. I also had white hair, but it was purely cosmetic. It was my alien, entirely blue eyes that weirded me out.