Sania’s POV
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I am impressed that this kind emperor thinks he can fool me with his one-sided deal. Tch. He might be centuries older than me as an elf, but he sure has not dealt with darkness a lot.
He is too naïve for an immortal. Too kind.
There is no way I would have accepted the deal without having my own card up my sleeve. I am not a saint. And I think I have established that from the start that I don’t have it in me to save everyone.
He goes back to his castle to eat, bringing the snowball with him, while I… uh… oh s**t, what does swan eat on the daily basis? As soon as I think of food, my stomach churns. Sheila has approached me again, and she kindly directs me to the grass near the pond. She even shows me how to eat as a water bird.
This is humiliating. But I still need to
