Fzzt.
The blue screen flickered aggressively
between us, the text jagged and unstable.
[ WARNING: Ideological divergence detected. ]
[ Bond stability: Uncertain. ]
Bond stability... uncertain?
I looked up at Kaelen, waiting for him to argue, to defend himself, to show something.
He said nothing for a long, painful moment. He simply nodded, his face devoid of the warmth he had shown just minutes ago.
"You are perhaps right, My Lady," he said, his voice flat and hollow. "I may be worse scum than even them."
That's it?
I stared at him, stunned. No "I'll fix it"? No "I'll change"? Nothing?
I really hate his silence right now.
Before I could say another word, he scooped me up in a bridal carry. I didn't even have the energy to protest. With a single, powerful leap, he vaulted up the side of the palace, landing softly on my balcony rail before setting me down gently on the cold stone.
He stepped past me into the room, moving with mechanical precision.
Clank. Snap.
