Zadekiah’s POV
“Your Highness, are you really going with this arrangement?” Isaac’s voice echoed inside my head, low and subtle, yet edged with that concern he always carried when he was with me.
I smirked, more of a damn scoff.
Shoving the liquor down my throat, I let the taste linger. Let it burn because today was one hell of a day.
“Your Highness…” Isaac called again through the mind link, despite being only a few paces from each other.
I stayed slouched over the window, staring at Babel State. Darkness had fallen over the city, yet it remained bustling.
Leaning against the wall, I sighed, swirling the remaining liquor in the glass.
“I don’t know, Isaac,” I admitted out loud.
Silence fell over us.
After my death, I woke up here. Right here it all began and I promised my
