Annoying.
The man in front of me looked at me with eyes of contempt.
Duly looking back I found myself feeling an emotion I had never felt with him before; irritation.
Truly he was a piece of work, with jet black hair and deep blue eyes and a face perfectly sculpted.
In the past I would seek him out and sought his attention.A pity, right now I didn't want to see him.
Rather I'd want him out.
"What are you planning?"
He looked at me accusingly.
What was I planning? "Oh of course I would be planning the downfall of the dear Saint." Was probably what he wanted me to say.
I honestly did nothing except coup myself up in my room and study some theories, time magic, space magic and all that shit we learned in school and didn't learn in school.
Should I be hurt that he accused me again? Nah to busy.
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