stares at @des_lderata countenance while on bed, one hand propped under her jaw, one hand poking your nose.
darkness is what had awaited on her wake, dim light by the corner, next to the door cells was the lamp hanging from ceiling. her eyes rolled slowly, scrutinizing the empty room she was in; only to find both her arms shackled behind her back. adelheid had faced these kind of
curling her body, trying her best to raise her head.
the thought of evening auction was hazy as they flashed in the mind. how did it come to this? she barely could gather any memories before getting knocked out. and as her view become clearer, she mustered her strength to shout
the name once more, “reinhardt! reinhardt! please, answer me if you’re there!” @des_lderata
