Point-of-View: Shiro Blanc
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"So, what's this about?" I inquired, as I entered the throne room.
Today's the 15th of June, 1692, and I'd been summoned to the castle by Cusana, but I didn't yet know why I was here.
The atmosphere in here felt kinda grim and tense though...even Agatha, who's usually pretty chill, looked serious. The guards kinda seemed on edge too.
"I am sure you've heard of the incidents that have been taking place over the last few days, yes?" She responded with a frown.
Huh? Incidents? I've kinda been lazing about at home lately, so I haven't really gone out much, and Minise has been busy at the Academy, and is usually dead tired by the time she gets back home, and passes out on the bed almost immediately.
"Uh, yeah, I've totally heard about those, uh, incidents," I replied sheepishly.
