Capítulo 117: .
Sebastian was, quite literally, going insane.
It was spring.
But it didnt feel like spring.
It felt miserable.
He stared at his feet, which were muddy after days, weeks, of walking barefoot. He was curled up somewhere in some forgotten alleyway while the rain poured down on him from above. He had lost a decent few pounds in just those weeks alone, and now he was shivering against the cold air. Next to his feet was a poster that read,
"Prince Sebastian. Wanted Dead or Alive for treason."
His face was so dirty and stained now, his hair so mishappen and matted, that you wouldn't have been able to guess Sebastian was the prince in the poster.
How had things ended up like this?
Sebastian sighed and rested head miserably on his arms, trying to keep his teeth from chattering.
Everything was such a mess.
Alright! Wait! Stop screaming at me in confusion! I'll tell you what happened! God, my eardrums!
First, after Sebastian had left in the middle of the night, he walked until he reached a small village in which he felt he could survive.
Wrong.
Because he had never realized just how impossible it was to be a commoner.
Uh, yeah, you there - the reader - how do I explain this to you, who's lived your whole life eating on that same old sofa?
Being a commoner is nigh impossible for a noble.
Yeah, yeah, so let's get back on track. What happened after that? Well, Sebastian had gotten a small job at … you guessed it … a food shop where he made pancake batter! Yep, everything had been peachy for about a month.
Until Sebastian had seen the poster one day.
From then to now, he had started running.
He ran and ran and ran.
Until there was nothing left to run for, which was why he was now here.
What an idiot prince indeed.
He sighed and looked at the rain, which was slowly freezing him into a popsicle.
"Where are you, Jylan…"
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