@hamletsboy || sc.
' we believed you capable of thought. ’ tail remains tight around throat of the would-be king, most had known that the roads perilous at night -- they were wary of travel when the sun dipped below the horizon. oh, but his majesty and company believed themselves exempt from the terrors the daemons brought, and on this night, he would learn the errors of his judgement. young man is hoisted into the air without hesitation, marigold eyes fixated on struggling form. ‘ perhaps we were incorrect. killing you here would be no better than killing a cockroach.’













