'Who the hell…?'
Brandon thought to himself.
A woman emerged from the door.
She adorned a black dress, only showing enough skin. But her chest was undoubtedly voluptuous.
Though… who?
He squinted his eyes, scanning her figure even more.
Shortly after, the woman's voice reached his ears.
"...You're finally awake."
"Where am I?"
He politely inquired.
"Firstly, do you know who I am?"
"...."
Pinching his chin, he took a good look.
He tried to recall several descriptions of the characters in the novel.
She seemed oddly familiar, wheat blonde hair, hazel brown eyes. But he can't put a finger on it.
'The novel had too many blondes…'
Amelia was one such character.
But she was never mentioned in the novel.
Sure, the Imperial Army was mentioned. But the author would only describe them as 'soldiers', or the Imperial Army.
The author was definitely a shit writer.
What was his name again?
'Ah, right.'
Athex.
He could never forget the author until the day he died.
