Chapter 39- Returning Where I Belong

It was a sunny day, but yet, Big Brother Rowan and Lord Typhon don’t know how to exercise the right mood for this weather. I was kneeling on the mongo beans while my two hands were in front of me, which became a temporary bookshelf for five hardbound books. I’m too old for this! Besides, it really hurts my knees. Aren’t these customary traditions in Eclaria from the Ziulari? They used this to discipline their naughty children. But why do I have to experience this?

“Are you out of your mind? What if the Lord Saint hadn’t backed you up there? Where are you going to sleep again? Inside the prison?” Big Brother Rowan lectured me for being reckless.