¬ HILN
As I sat in the guest room before the blazing fireplace, with a heavy blanket wrapped around what had been my shaky body, along with a warm drink placed in my hands by the servants, I felt dizzy from my deflated emotions.
'Please, just kill me.'
I wanted to smack my head against the nearest wall repeatedly until proper sense burst from my brain. I couldn't believe I had acted so unbridled.
If only I could die of embarrassment.
I frowned, my knuckles stretching against my skin as I tightened my hold on the mug. This was ridiculous, why were they giving me something hot in an already heated environment? I hadn't been trembling from a cold, but of course, the servants may not have known or guessed.
While I had gained some more open understanding through the nonsense 'reborn' he called it, I was still more or less clueless, and it was a little confusing how I was gaining understanding about my predicament. Just like that.
