ᙀ𝛮Ѕ⫪ߡ𝐵ㄴㅌ

∴⍑𝙹 ᔑ∷ᒷ ||𝙹⚍ 1.6

///tw: mentions of suicide///

You sighed, leaning as far as you could from Techno.

There wasn't any room in the carriage for you, which you were fine with since you were minority claustrophobic, however, there were no other horses, so you were forced to ride with the Head Guard.

It's not like he wasn't making it any more enjoyable, never saying a word, and instead preferring the two of you sit in awkward silence. You glared at the back of the helmet, feeling the brown horse beneath you walking confidently.

"Stop glaring at me," the pink haired man told you, not even looking back to double check.

"What if I wasn't glaring at you?" you demanded.

"I know you are," was his only reply, and just like that, you fell back into quiet. Rolling your eyes, you looked beyond his shoulder at the palace in the distance.

When you said you lived in the outskirts, you had meant you lived in a smaller town just outside the main walls of the rich parts.

The town didn't have a name, and all of the residents considered themselves to be part of the capital, but you couldn't care less. It was about a two-hour horse ride to get to the palace if you were riding at a leisurely pace, not that you knew from experience, but you never dreamed that you would get so close to the emperor.

Sighing again, you drummed your fingers on the brown coat of the horse. Since Techno was wearing his gild edged armor, he was taking up the whole saddle which left you on the rear of the animal. You had wanted to fly, but Tommy wanted you to stay close, so the only option left was sharing with one of the four guards.

You looked around at the buildings around you that were very slowly but steadily getting closer, taller, and grander. You passed a rundown jewelry shop that looked like it had been robbed at least twice in its life span, eyes catching on a huge emerald necklace. It flashed your mind to the god.

What toys was he talking about? Were they people? Also, what the hell was marking? And the way he touched your face too was... seductive, in a way. Mostly when he said that whole thing about 'loosening your lips' or whatever he said.

Ew.

 Your fingers went up to brush you mouth, still unnerved at how incapacitated you had let yourself be. Somehow you knew that this would not be the last time you would encounter the god of dreams.

"Do you believe in gods?" you suddenly asked Techno out of the blue. The guard snorted.

"Random much?" he said, glancing at you over his shoulder. You made a face at him.

"I'm just trying to make conversation, you don't have to get so defensive," you grumbled. His eyes narrowed at you before he looked forward once again.

"Who said I was being defensive?"

"Me?" you suggested. "Yourself?"

"Ha." His monotone voice made even the laugh sound sarcastic. "I guess you could say I do," he murmured. Now curious, you straightened your back.

"How come 'I guess'?"

"I only believe in them since I was blessed by one." He was blessed? Maybe you could get some answers, since the god didn't even bother easing your confusion.

"What does that mean?" you asked. "Being blessed, that is?"

"Why would you want to know?" He slowed the horse down and let the carriage rumble forward until you had a few meters of distance between you and the box. Techno looked at you suspiciously over his shoulder. "You haven't been blessed by one, have you?" The look in his eyes made you want to know what happened to him.