[ Whelp. Today is supposed to be Zola's execution. That bastard said he didn't have to come, so like hell he's going to come!
Instead, he covers his ears to block out the pipes and tries to seek out other people he knows. A very risky move, as far as he's concerned, but so far Edelgard's been better at dealing with this than he has... And she did say he could visit her if he needed.
So good morning, Edelgaurd, someone's rapping on your door. ]
Miss Edelgaurd? It's me.
Edited (now execution post flavored) 2021-06-06 19:18 (UTC)
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Post trial 1, Sunday.
Instead, he covers his ears to block out the pipes and tries to seek out other people he knows. A very risky move, as far as he's concerned, but so far Edelgard's been better at dealing with this than he has... And she did say he could visit her if he needed.
So good morning, Edelgaurd, someone's rapping on your door. ]
Miss Edelgaurd? It's me.