'I need to move.' Unfortunately, my will and my body are unable to coexist. The room is lonely. I am left with a bitter taste in my mouth. Betrayal is not easy to digest. 'Then again, I was going to keep you for myself,' I think while recalling the crown underneath my shirt.
Footsteps pound in the hallway. I hear the sound of shouting in Sumerki tongue. My eyes are able to move. I direct my gaze towards the door.
Three Sumerki guards enter the doorframe. The first has a torch in his hand. Shortly upon scanning the room, the torch highlights my face.
"Nashel yego!" He calls back to the others.
I hear them stomp over to my body. One shoves me onto my back. He roughly removes the invisibility robe. Upon the absence of any resistance, the guard places a hand to my throat.
He mutters s
