Ezekiel did not seem to be concerned about whatever the crown prince had said despite knowing that deep down, he was feeling incredibly different.
He had no idea why everything was changing so rapidly. Could it be that the only reason he was feeling this useless was that he let her go?
He punched the nearest wall when he was sure that she was completely out of their sight. "What the hell is wrong with me?" He questioned, slowly. His amethyst eyes turned slowly into a darker shade. His head rested on his left shoulder for a second before he turned his neck to the other side while it gives it a cracking sound.
There was a loud noise in his head again, which slowly seemed to be slowly overcoming him while exerting too much physical pain.
He clenched his fist slowly to stop himself from doing something he would definitely regret.
