The trip to the Sacred Chamber was quieter than usual bearing with it a tension so thick a knife could cut it.
After a difficult rhythmic breathing session during which Arthur cooled his chaotic core and phoenix down, he resolved to not talk to Alex at all.
…despite the numerous temptations to do so.
In the short time he'd known her, he'd already grown quite fond of her.
Every time he thought to open his mouth, his mind immediately spiralled down the lines of, 'Why did you lie to me?' 'Never lie to me.' 'Why would you lie to me?' and several other variations of the same statement that sounded even worse in the prince's head.
'Right, I just have to make it to the Sacred Chamber and that'll be it… Hopefully, I wake up tomorrow when I've forgotten this whole charade,' Arthur thought.
Fortunately for Arthur, Alex didn't make a sound through their entire journey. The air around them was thick and tense…
