Chapter 51: Customs, village boy... customs..
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"Hey! Are you alright, mister?"
The noblewoman walked up to the strange man day dreaming in the middle of the strange place as she waved her hands in front of his face.
Noctis initially did not show any reaction as if he didn’t even realise someone had come up to him, talking to his face up close.
His mind was still captured in the illusion of the strange forest and its events.
Soon his irises widened and shrunk successively as he gasped, out of breath and even sweating.
His eyes finally showed some movement as he took a deep breath, his eyes falling into his hands and then touching his face with it.
Noticing no change, he heaved a sigh of relief as he hurriedly jumped away from the edge of the forest.
The noblewoman gasped as Noctis suddenly jumped away from her, giving her and the knight running towards her a brief fright.
"Hey, rude!"
She protested to which she earned a glare from the deep blue eyes that scared her like not even her father’s or the ghosts had done before.
"Your highness, are you okay? Please stay away from him!"