A VERY BAD REVELATION
King Larkien slumped into his office chair, his facial features pulling into a frown, the kind that he usually donned seconds prior to an accension. A reverberate growl breaks from his lips before he slams his fist into the wood of his desk multiple times until a sharp pang of pain shot up his fingers and the wood bore evidence of the inflicted abuse. Adelaide's absence had only spanned for a few minutes, but he still could not get the transitions of emotions that her face adorned during their short encounter out of his mind.
He meant his words, with every bone in his body, but he could not help but feel conflicted, torn apart spiritually and mentally. He was almost regretting his harshness, the imagery of her face blanching with chagrin was haunting him, was displ
