Luckily I wasn't in the cell for long, even so I was affected, having realised the day of my birthday didn't help me at all, it was silly, but if I wanted to stay alive it was time to think well, the moment I meet Irish, I'll have to bet with my life, that made me much more anxious, I hope at least Lay can do me that favour.
I thought I would be taken somewhere in the guard, a somewhat private room where my trial would take place, but they took me straight to the castle, I couldn't see much really, because before entering they put a sack of sackcloth on my head, I had no idea what for, but they did, I really found it ridiculous that they put that thing on me so I couldn't see, but fuck it.
