PS: Chapter 314 was blocked. You know how to read it.
Night had deepened. Winter snow blanketed the streets of the Sunset Lands, and apart from a handful of street corners and alleyways, there was no light at all. The entire town had sunk into the exhaustion that followed the festivities, staging a silent pantomime with only the wind for sound.
Occasionally, a few drunks wandered around in twos and threes. Most were farmers who had finished their odd jobs or workers from the smithies, enjoying a cup of warm liquor after a day's labor.
Maximian had once told Aaron that these drunks should be forbidden from drinking on the streets late at night.
Aaron had rejected Maximian's suggestion, however. He had merely smiled and said, "A worker who has worked hard all day deserves one last moment of relaxation."
For some workers, the beer and grilled meat they had after work were their only pleasure after a full day's labor. To Aaron, that was the most basic of needs, and it should not be taken away.
Just then, the Tzeentch Sky-Chariot descended from the heavens, having fulfilled all its missions for the first time, and settled slowly on the shore of Wyvernwater. Its door opened, and a pair of silver-white ribbon heels touched the ground. Alusair, Cormyr's Princess Regent, pushed Aaron's hand away and climbed out unhurriedly. "I'm not that fragile! I don't need you to help me!"
"Aaron is a great big liar~ Aaron is an arsonist~ He always finds all sorts of ways to steal a woman's heart right out of her chest~ Aaron is a great big liar~ Aaron is an arsonist, and I sentence you to hang~ To hang~"
Alusair staggered along, humming as she walked. Her steps were crooked and unsteady, as though she