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@AevumEternity May contain some violence, probable swearing (It's Ignis after all) and maybe some other shenanigans
The chalk scratched down the wall of the room loudly, the rough sound filling the small quarters. It was the twenty-seventh. Its predecessors marked the area of wall behind and above it, tiny ticks on the bland grey. Something to strike the days, keep track of how long it took. How long rebellion and insider sabotage took to wreak havoc on a tyranny. If it worked, that is.
Ignis sighed, rolling the white chalk between his palms as he gazed at the twenty seven tiny lines creating a strange pattern on his wall. Four weeks he had been here in Reajh now, trapped in the suffocating confines of a city that would happily see him executed were they to discover his true motives for simply entering their capital, let alone their Mordecai, their "protection".
He was seriously beginning to doubt that last part, the month spent blending in with the ranks of his fellow Mordecai showing him just how twisted Connloath was. He had known, before, that things were out of control; mages actively hunted down, the laws almost oppressive, the Grand Duke a Grand Douce.
He just hadn't known it was
this bad.
Slipping the chalk back underneath his pillow and throwing the curtains wide, he pushed open the creaking, rusted Windows and leaned on the thick sill, letting the morning breeze play havoc with his already messy hair, ruffling the collar of his shirt and jacket as well. It was one of the small comforts he took, this morning routine. The early morning air invigorated him, reminded him of what he could never return to if he failed here. The life he had known before. It was easy to blame Alveron for pushing him into such peril, but he knew in his heart that if any other had come to him with the prospect in any other manner, he still would have done the same. It was in his nature, despite what others told him, and what he told himself.
The bell chimed, signalling the start of the Reajhan day.
A grim smile pulled at his lips. Time to go to work.