After returning to the dancing hall, Sunny saw it in a new light. His perception had shifted, making everything seem darker and more dangerous. He had already been apprehensive about the crowd of guests, but now, every one of them looked like a potential threat.
Mordret might have said that he was not planning to do anything and had just come to take a look, but could the banished prince be trusted? As far as Sunny was concerned, the lunatic could have been on his way to publicly assassinate one of his relatives, or slaughter as many as he could, right now.
Much worse, he could be hiding inside of anyone. Every guest was a potential host. Every mundane human, every Awakened, every Master… none of them were beyond suspicion.
Even Saints were not off the list, perhaps.
Sunny suppressed a groan.
'Curse it all…'
