I Want To Dropkick Ethan | The Other Castellan

In the morning, I felt hollow. Ethan had heard what we had been talking about. His intentions of staying behind had disappeared, when he realized he could walk in to Luke’s ranks with vital information and start off on his good side, and live out his hatred of the gods. When I walked into the war council meeting at the swords arena, I blankly shuffled into my seat next to the Stolls, and shud...