Chapter 209 – Give me your eye, little bastard.
Thud!
"Queen!" A piercing pain seized his backside and shot straight through the rest of Cassius's body as he fell heavily onto the hard ground.
The first thing he saw was the white ceiling, ridiculously high, as if it were built for giants to live inside.
The next thing his eye settled on was the Dean herself, now wearing rather relaxed clothing.
She wore simple black trousers and a white sleeveless shirt. Her body was shaped like an hourglass, her skin mysteriously pale with a wondrous shine.
Her black hair, with strands of silver, was left loose. And only now did Cassius notice how long it was. It literally dragged along the floor.
The Dean was barefoot, too, her steps on the strange silver floor echoing through the overly silent room like a bell signalling the start of a dreadful trial.
Cassius swallowed audibly, all his attention narrowing on the Dean, feeling a sharp tension fill the office.
