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“Yun Milae.”
His ears flicked in irritation. “What do you want? I’m occupied.”
“This is vital.”
“So is this.” Papers shuffled, and one of them floated off the table and almost hit the ground before a hoof snatched it and put it back in place on the table with a slap. “I have the hospital narrowed it down to two locations. I need to sweep both of them, they’re both covering an area twenty miles across and I do not–”
“Something has broken through to this realm. Something…familiar, something powerful.”
Milae’s cloak flared as he spun around to face her in frustration. She watched him, unresponsive to his reaction. “Something? What is ‘something,’ what does that mean?” he demanded.
“It is an energy I know, from before.”
“Befo…I don’t have time for this.” He paused, rubbing at his sleep-deprived eyes, knowing how ironic the statement was. But he pressed on, “My Lady, I don’t mean to be rude, but I do not need distractions right now.”
“It may have to do with D–”
“Leave me.”
She sniffed. “Fine. Figure it out on your own. You are wont to do so, no matter what I say.”
“That is how I prefer it.”
“I know this well.”
“Go.”
Her figure melted into the shadows, and Milae shook his head and sat down at his table again. He tried to focus on his work once more, but his heart was racing after her warning. He couldn’t stop thinking about how little she approached him of her own volition any more. It didn’t matter. He was busy.
Through the rest of the night, his scars itched.
Category:BOTGD 2
Category:Act I
Category:Events
Category:Yun Milae
Category:Urðr