Chapter 188 It Will Be You

• Sebastian wondered briefly if Mardichi was steady enough on his feet to help him in, or if they’d both end up in a bruised heap. But a glance at the barbarian’s balanced stance assured him Mardichi was so accustomed to drink, that one meager cask was not enough to maintain his happy intoxication.
• That settled, Bast felt his stomach drop at the prospect of entering the castle to find the valkyrie’s disappointment.
• I can’t bear that crushed look of her.