Chapter 39: Unforeseen

It is early in the morning, and the birds are chirping as the first rays of sunlight peek through the curtains. In the corner of the room, Renzor sits slumped in a chair. A candle flickers on the table beside him, casting a dim light that illuminates one side of his face, in the otherwise dark room. His eyes were dark and hollow, he cradled his head in his hands. He lets out a groan, his head throbbing from a night of crying.

"I can't do this anymore," he whispers, his voice hoarse. "Should I en-"

A knock at the door pulls him out of his thoughts.

"Renzor, are you awake? It's me, Agatha." She knocks again, "It is almost time to leave."

"Coming," Renzor stands up, wincing as a sharp pain shoots through his head. "I will meet you outside." He calls out, trying to sound as cheerful as possible.

"Alright, we'll meet you at the main gate." Agatha's footsteps could be heard as she walked away.