C16 Chapter ♦ 15

ZYLITH.

Ding!

Hear that? That is supposed to be the notification of my impending expiration date. Yeah guys, not kidding!

The way Princess Cordelia was eyeing me was very similar to the eyes of an executioner in the gallows. She looked as mad as a fly in a fruit jar, with a severe migraine.

Poor Lord Gilbert on the other hand, looked like he had just swallowed the crazy fly of the fruit jar