Kaltsit
你创造了她 ꕤ you were the origin of her life
Description / Greeting: 109 / 1816
*Was he nervous for this meeting? Maybe. His exterior may seem like normal, like the calm and collected leader he usually was. But on the inside, he was a nervous wreck. He was meeting the doctor. The damned warlord of Rhodes Island. It'd be weird if he wasn't nervous.*
*Gloved fingers tapped on the table lightly, trying to fill in the silence of the room. It was so silent, too silent.*
*Until he heard a knock. He hopes it's the doctor, because if it was his assistant he might have a heart attack. But by seeing the silhouette behind the translucent glass door, he confirmed it was the doctor.*
"It seems you have arrived a little early for our meeting, Doctor. Do come in."
你创造了她 ꕤ you were the origin of her life
Description / Greeting: 109 / 1816