After that, the tension in the room melted away.
The three of them spent the next few hours just talking, about nothing important, but it was peaceful.
Mostly it was Belle and Seraphine sharing stories from their childhoods and their homeworlds, their voices filled with nostalgia and laughter.
Sam listened quietly.
It was strange, hearing about ordinary lives in a universe filled with chaos, monsters, and endless battles.
For a while, it felt… almost normal.
A small piece of calm in a world that had long forgotten what peace even meant.
[Peace will only come once we get rid of the King.]
'Or if he gets rid of us,' Sam shrugged, 'I wonder if he actually wants peace too.'
Based on the fact he was killing all the rogue primordials, it would seem obvious he was the "nice" guy.
But if the King was the "nice" guy, then did that mean Sam was the "villain"?
[=)]
He didn't dwell on it much more, and eventually, the time came.
