Julius' head rang out cynically as his eyes twitched open and close.
A light voice came into his ears.
"Mornin'."
It was Yevian's.
Julius looked around in confusion.
The entire group had just all relieved themselves with a good night's sleep in the now deserted throne room.
Ricky, Audra, and Savel were still sleeping soundly on the floor with nothing to warm themselves but the throne room's royal red carpets.
Julius cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Ahem."
"What happened to the-."
He stumbled. The throne room was somehow still standing. His mind froze up. He could've sworn that it dropped down into the abyss.
There was no way it had all been a dream.
His legs ached and still felt alien to him.
"Yeah..."
Julius muttered.
"If my legs are hurting then it had to be real..."
Yevian scratched his head innocently.
