>>5235520>>5235507>>5235504>>5235496>>5235495>None. You’re not spoken for.“No. I’m not spoken for.” You bite your lip, loathe to admit your unluck with love–is this an attempt to bully you..?
“I see. I can’t say I am, either.” Millicent laughs. “..Then, do, um-.. perhaps have any hobbies..?”
“I like to read. My family manor is host to a fine library.” You recall that you found your first action serials among the shelves there.
“Oh, you like to read?” Her voice lilts. “Actually, I’m a bit literate myself. Have you read Klaushein? He’s one of my–”
“Is this really necessary?” The berserker loudly cuts in with a sharp look at the monster hunter.
“Oh, n-no. I guess not. Sorry.” Millicent shrinks beneath the knight’s gaze. An uneasy silence falls back over the party.
“Ah. Another route split.” You cut into the silence as you fold your arms–two paths in the hall split out before you. You look the routes over–one is littered with spears that crisscross the path, necessitating cutting through, whilst the other is near completely dark.
>Take the spear laden path.>Take the dark path.>Write-In. 