♕ c h a p t e r e l e v e n ♕
— a king's mask
a r i a h a l e
﹉﹊ ♕ ﹉﹊
The guilt swarming in my stomach was making me feel petrified, this feeling felt so unusual, that too for a King. A King that never bows down, a King who never thinks once about anyone around him. I actually felt bad for Reuben Foster and I wasn't liking it.
"Reuben, " I murmur to the sleeping figure in front of me, he seemed uncomfortable in the position he was sleeping in. He shifts around the chair, rubbing his eyes as he looked up to meet my first eyes.
He switched his concerned face to an emotionless expression in a matter of a second. "I'll go, " he mumbles, standing up from the chair he was just sleeping on. I watch as he walks stiffly, it was as if he was struggling to walk.
Just before he leaves the room,
