Michael Cairnfells view.... The world had just ended. Or had it? Perhaps it wouldn't be too bad. He was free now. Free from Darana and her insane training regime. He remained at the table as others left. A slight smile tugging at his lips. He looked up as Kaehlyiah returned, shooting her a quizical glance. They were searching her rooms. He nodded it made sense. All the more reason for him to calmly finish his breakfast. He exhaled slowly, well he would miss the loss of some of the house's privileges and the closeness he was beginning to feel with the others, but that was life in the Empire. Michael sat there, wondering where the killing would be. Kid death was getting anxious.
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