CHAOS.
I slouched in the parlor, my eyes roaming around, looking for something interesting to settle on.
The low hum of laughter and music from downstairs barely reached me. Turning my attention to my glass, I swirled the amber liquid inside it, watching the way it caught the light, but I couldn’t shake this feeling of being trapped.
“Chaos! You good?” one of my teammates called from across the room. I could hear the concern in his voice, but I didn’t know how to explain what was wrong with me, nor was I in the mood to analyze it.
“Yeah, just peachy,” I shrugged, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. I took a deep breath once more, hoping to find some calm amidst the indescribable chaos inside me.
Just like the flow of chaos going all around with Valtor’s party.
I shook my
