It was late.
She hadn't been by yet that day. Dark Ace idly wondered at the change in routine.
No matter.
It had been several days since he had seen Aerrow last. Close to a week…maybe a bit less.
The sky knight had said they would make Atmosia within two weeks.
Dark Ace sighed. That meant there was one more week left for him to stew over his eventual fate.
One more week to endure the girl's pitying glances.
One more week to steel himself against his encroaching doubts…
One more week of this bloody purple room.
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Author's Note: Total word count: 97