Chapter 17 Skylar 🐺

• I really did think that Alpha Fucker was going to kill me. But instead of a sword and a wielder, he sends his guard to escort me to him — one of those very rare occasions when I get to see sunshine.
• Yay!
• They drag me all the way from the pits of the dungeon, and through many sunlit passages until we arrive at the throne room, and how do I know this? The big ass Obsidian Chair — aside the fact that I grew up here.