CHAPTER 32: Seline Frostmere

"Let us see if this wakes you up."

Unaware of everything, the boy continued to snore when something cold but pleasant struck him, jolting him awake.

"Damn it! What—?!" he muttered, sputtering and flailing his arms. He looked around, confused, until his blue eyes met Seline's, their sharp green gaze locking onto him.

"Who the hell are you?!" he exclaimed, leaping to his feet. Fatigue still weighed heavily on his shoulders, but adrenaline kept him alert, his senses sharpened by the sudden awakening.

"Do not get worked up, or I will vomit!" Seline pleaded, her fingers still pinching her nose. "I am Seline, from Silverlake Kingdom. Who are you? How did you end up in this place?" Her voice carried a mix of curiosity and disgust at his state.

"Silverlake Kingdom?" he replied, his tone questioning. He had never heard of that kingdom… he only knew of Ironridge Kingdom, his world limited by his small-town origins.