Protector. Leader. There was little difference to Sela in the case of the prime minister of the Subliminal. The one who had the most power should be watched out for.
But they were saying their goodbyes now, and Sela was tired. "You didn't—" was all they could get out before Naisiskhrea disappeared into fog to return to her horse form. "You didn't make me sad. I'd like to share a story someday too. Bye."
Mimicking the woman, they turned themself into an amorphous cloud before flying back to their dorm.
But they were saying their goodbyes now, and Sela was tired. "You didn't—" was all they could get out before Naisiskhrea disappeared into fog to return to her horse form. "You didn't make me sad. I'd like to share a story someday too. Bye."
Mimicking the woman, they turned themself into an amorphous cloud before flying back to their dorm.