6 Chapter 6 | King Lycaon

I don't know what happened, but I've been absent-mindedly walking for almost a day already. Never felt hunger, even before inside the kingdom. Never felt tired but when I did sit, blisters were starting to form on my toes and heels. So far, I have not yet met someone who'd want to kill me.

I felt the skies and the Gods' sadness. It's been raining, non-stop. The river bed is slowly rising, I've been following this path. I took out the map my mother gave me.

I don't feel like going to them. I feel ashamed and I don't think I can show this face to anyone whom I know.

I've been banished, exiled. It's my punishment, and it's absurd I have to stay with them. What will I do? Watch them sleep? Help bubble Mama in the kitchen? Weed bubble Papa's garden?

It's not that I do not want to do those stuff, I feel like I'm not even worthy of living with them.