Rufus stood in front of the throne hall he was too familiar with. He didn't know how much time had passed, but he just stood there motionless.
Rufus rushed to the capital with no concrete plan in mind. It was out of his character, but all he had in mind was to find Lilou. The reason he wasn't a bit surprised at not being able to meet Stefan.
At this time, Stefan was still the king of this kingdom. And he... was nothing but a knight who was currently in charge of Grimsbanne.
It was finally sinking in.
With the knight's uniform guarding the doors, the air in this place, the people, and everything. This reality was finally sinking in and it was crippling him bit by bit.
"You're still here?" Rufus snapped his eyes as he slowly turned to his right. "You're quite persistent, huh?"
