Chapter 1836 My Fucking Duty & Service:>Ep46

• She didn't have any particular direction to her wandering, nor did she have any inkling as to where she was going. Nevertheless, Riven trudged. The argument with Crys rose up again and again, repeating ad nauseam like a bad play she was trapped in the cheap seats for. Over and over her fears, her worries, her earnest wants and deepest desires, they all poured out of her internal monologue. Then, when she'd thought she'd worked up the courage to voice them, she found a new corridor, and kept walking.
• To distract herself, she got familiar with the layout of the Kralgrav. It truly was labrynthine, with many paths that weren't bothered to be lit at night. Some not even during the day, or whatever passed for a day when underground like this. Thankfully she was never without a source of illumination, though given her dower mood, perhaps trudging alone in the dark would have suited her more.
• Eventually, tired as all getout and cognizant that she'd need her wits if she was going to be any help to the Princess in the morning, she found her way through the tunnels back to her room. But on the return journey, there was something different about the hallway. A chill had fallen where there'd been unseasonable warmth. She was no expert in caves, perhaps temperature changes like this were not uncommon. Especially as the warmth of day faded and the cold night air filtered in through the various ventilation slits and pockets of air. Maybe someone had opened a door and the temperature was just now equalizing.