【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第三章(5)

At fifteen years old, Tommy was the oldest he’d ever been, but he never felt so young.
Wilbur’s official chambers were not meant for those outside of his council, but Tommy had never been one for rules. The guard outside the carved double doors (truly pretentious, in Tommy’s correct opinion) merely sighed at the sight of Tommy coming down the hallway, and shuffled to the side to let him pass.
“His Majesty has a lot of paperwork to do,” the guard said, trying—and failing—to be stern.