The Crown
"I am sorry, my lord." I blink, my heart pounding against my heart like it is dancing for some reason.
"I said, you should come to my office to get a good night's sleep." Vermilion rises from the bench and takes two steps away from me, "I don't want you to lose your life in the festival just because you didn't sleep properly. The festival is going to be more intense than you think it is. You won't be able to sleep during the time the festival lasts."
And the festival will last for five days straight.
