there's light at the edge of the darkness
Although Loren was mostly just feeling woozy and nauseous, even he couldn’t help but feel a little bad for the Prince. If what Amalia was saying was correct, the creature had either never felt or had forgotten how to feel happy, something that the summoner, of all people, could empathize with. However, his healing magic had been rejected. That meant he couldn’t provide the Prince with any more comfort than the baker’s words could. The Launceleyn knew he wasn't capable of communicating anything at that moment (or at least anything helpful) so he just remained silent. If the Prince wouldn’t or couldn’t be healed by the amulet, and didn’t want Loren’s touch, well, then he was completely out of ideas. Maybe Amalia would come up with something brilliant, but if not, they’d have to leave the sad Prince alone in the darkness.
Something the Launceleyn knew all too much about.
Something the Launceleyn knew all too much about.
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