"Elvis will protect me" Eden said, laying back in bed.
"He too is probably plotting a way to have you dead soon" Lenny suggested.
"I know"
"You know? And you're still calm?"
"Sure. Because he can't kill me without getting the cure first. So all he can do is try studying and monitoring me while looking for a way to have me dead when I hand him the cure" Eden explained.
He could predict.
"But still.. the guards, the maids, the king, queens.. everyone here from small to big are probably plotting to kill you themselves. And Elvis might not always be there for you. What if someone ambushes you or something?"
Lenny added "Or are you going to cling to Elvis's back or something?"
Elvis sat up in bed, staring at thin air "Even if surviving means following him 24/7, I'll do that. That's the only possible way out"
"Is that even possible?"
"Watch me do it"
"You couldn't even make him share a room with you? How can you always keep him close?" Lenny raised an eyebrow.
