Andor.
It was almost evening; the sun had almost returned to the sky.
The air outside was inviting; I fell into its warm embrace as I closed Kara's door. Kara and iris had ensured that I wouldn't find any peace if I lingered around them, so I decided to create space between myself and them. I made my way toward Bjorn's palace.
It was heavily guarded, with me at all entrances to the palace. It was like he was preparing for an attack or something.
Not wanting to shit on his security, by forcing myself into his residence, I said the first guard that made eye contact with me.
"I would like to see your King."
He looked at me like he was going to ignore my command.
But he decided against it and responded. "He is quite busy now.
He asked us not to allow anyone into the Palace, no matter how dire the situation was. You would have to wait outside until he is finished."
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