The Crown
Peter is muttering something to himself soundlessly, his eyes unfocused, his head hanging low, it's almost like… he is possessed.
I honestly thought that with the appearance Peter has, he will most likely be eliminated on the first day of the festival. This is why I did not ask Erick about his lover or whatever they are. But it seems like I shouldn't act on my assumptions only.
"What is the member of the council doing out here at this hour?" Phillip frowns and asks softly, loud enough for the four of us to hear, his tone carrying a hint of suspicion in it.
"Beats me," Erick replies, his lips pressed into thin lines and his shoulders shrugging as he observes the man standing outside the tent under the moonlight.
