Elian's POV
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It was one madness too many yesterday, just like every other day since his rebirth.
But never would he have expected that he'd be seeing Lucian and Axel barely a day after he gave them a cold goodbye.
He still had a little guilt for leaving without telling Axel anything—while his attitude to Lucian was obviously well deserved.
But seeing them right here in Kyren's palace? Goddess, this was a recipe for disaster, and he could smell it.
[What I see is a recipe for opportunity, fruit cake.] The system chimed in his mind as he and Kyren walked through the hallways, heading for the throne room.
[You still recall that special mission to complete involving your three mates? Or is your early-stage dementia preventing you from remembering?]
Elian kept his expression neutral, trying not to draw any suspicious glances from Kyren.
He'd been getting way too many of those recently.
