The wind smelled different. There was something missing, something significant enough that it compels Seles to slowly open her eyes and look to the ceiling above. That couldn’t be right, she had been outside…
"Tokunaga?"
"Right here, Miss!"
That was not Tokunaga's voice.
In an instant Seles is sitting up, looking around to and fro in search of her butler and clutching a small object in her hand tightly. They couldn't have been caught already, all those plans they had put in place were too precise for it to happen this quickly—!
...
Just what was she wearing, this was not her hat.
ii. trano golsaucia
Now that she's had some time to adjust to her new role and thoroughly interrogate this 'new' Tokunaga, Seles has taken it upon herself to make the trip to the nearby city. When she arrives, she’s not... disappointed. If anything, it reminded her of what little she remembered of Meltokio.
All the games and lights were fun to look at, but that was all she could really do: just look. There wasn't a Gald to her name here, and if Tokunaga had been thorough in his explanation then she knew it was worthless. But that doesn’t stop her from being mesmerized by the sights and sounds, occasionally watching on with a growing smile.
iii. aqures ixen
Of course she had to depart the city eventually, and she had been reluctant about it—but not because she had enjoyed her short time there so much.
No, it’s because she hadn't been entirely fond of boarding a flying contraption that would carry her across the ocean. Was it convenient? Yes, it certainly was. Does she still feel ill now that she's walking off? You bet, and she has to take a moment to run over to the nearest railing and lean against it, trying to breath in the fresh air and wait for her feet to steady.
Here she thought she would handle it better than this, how was she to make her way to her supposed housing if she can’t keep it together?
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The wind smelled different. There was something missing, something significant enough that it compels Seles to slowly open her eyes and look to the ceiling above. That couldn’t be right, she had been outside…
"Tokunaga?"
"Right here, Miss!"
That was not Tokunaga's voice.
In an instant Seles is sitting up, looking around to and fro in search of her butler and clutching a small object in her hand tightly. They couldn't have been caught already, all those plans they had put in place were too precise for it to happen this quickly—!
...
Just what was she wearing, this was not her hat.
ii. trano golsaucia
Now that she's had some time to adjust to her new role and thoroughly interrogate this 'new' Tokunaga, Seles has taken it upon herself to make the trip to the nearby city. When she arrives, she’s not... disappointed. If anything, it reminded her of what little she remembered of Meltokio.
All the games and lights were fun to look at, but that was all she could really do: just look. There wasn't a Gald to her name here, and if Tokunaga had been thorough in his explanation then she knew it was worthless. But that doesn’t stop her from being mesmerized by the sights and sounds, occasionally watching on with a growing smile.
iii. aqures ixen
Of course she had to depart the city eventually, and she had been reluctant about it—but not because she had enjoyed her short time there so much.
No, it’s because she hadn't been entirely fond of boarding a flying contraption that would carry her across the ocean. Was it convenient? Yes, it certainly was. Does she still feel ill now that she's walking off? You bet, and she has to take a moment to run over to the nearest railing and lean against it, trying to breath in the fresh air and wait for her feet to steady.
Here she thought she would handle it better than this, how was she to make her way to her supposed housing if she can’t keep it together?