Two more nights passed without a hitch and they were just about as similar as all the other nights though I hardly see Altair anymore except in the nights.
He will look at me with a gentle expression on his face as the nights wore on and would wake me up, helping me get dressed again and walks me to High Priest Freyr as I made my way back to the rooms.
I am worried about him, yes, but I am also very tired at the same time. For some reason, I feel like my entire body is on the brink of shattering to pieces but it is still holding together really well.
I am physically holding onto everything in my subconscious and maybe even on my body, I don't really know. I am just forcing myself to smile and do what the people are coming miles to meet me for.
