EIGHT

Kyliena.

This mysterious man, Niklaus, had walked me through numerous hallways lined with guards—who looked like they were about to kill you if you looked at them with the wrong expression painted across your face.

Niklaus had explained to me that the guards would not think of hurting me as they are aware of my presence and are under strict orders of the king not to harm me—I did not know there was a king in Niklaus’s purgatory…I didn’t know there were rulers of purgatories.

Very odd.

I did not know who this king was—nor why he pitied me, but I thanked the gods silently that he did.

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