Sage finds you loitering near the castle entrance yet again What's with the wait? It's past midnight. He turns you around, placing a hand on your shoulder You should be in bed. You mention your parents, expecting their return It's been years, you've got to let go. They're not coming back. Sighing, he meets your gaze I know it's tough, but you're the ruler now. You need rest.
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