All this talk of ascension was... In a way odd to Astrid. Or was she Killer Queen now. Either way, the way Grey seemed to so easily slip into his role, it was terrifying. And she was jealous. as she watched the bickering servants, and her own brother... She felt like an outsider for the first time. Her exile had originally been played like a cosmic joke, but here? It felt so tangible. The way others looked at her, it felt like she was being judged, on trail. And that was like an itch. An itch that nagged at the back of her head as she stepped back, a deep breath filling her lungs. The air was so different. It felt old, and tired. And she felt so... Terrified. Her breathing kept reminding her that this whole place was wrong. Eventually, the witch turned from the throne room. [color=00a99d]"Brother, I'll be leaving, I need to take a breath [b]outside[/b]."[/color] Astrid said, turning to look at Grey. He seemed so at peace, it made her sick. 

As she turned, she bumped shoulders with Natsumi, who teleported right in front of her. It took a moment for Astrid to take it in, and she staggered about, watching the newcomer. No, not a newcomer. She swore she'd seen her before. But right now, she needed outside. She needed fresh air. She NEEDED to not be here. Her senses kicked into gear, and a hand raised to her mouth. The world began to spin, everything felt sick an- A hand pressed against her back, and she vomited over one of the palace walls. 
"You feeling better, witch?" The speaker waited until she was done for a moment or two before asking her. Astrid leaned over the rail, world feeling sick, and the fresh air of the outdoors filling her lungs. until finally, she vomited once again, despite her stomach being empty from the first. 
[color=00a99d]"I'm not a witch."[/color] Astrid said, after the longest pause. [color=00a99d]"I don't know what's going on, but none of this is real. You're not real. NONE OF T-"[/color] She leaned back, finally turning to her rescuer. It was the guard who'd called her a betrayer. [color=00a99d]"Nevermind. You wouldn't care what I have to say."[/color] She said after looking him in the eyes. This was a true believer, and she never believed in anything. Only winning. She had only been online because she wanted to keep winning, and now? She felt punished. 
"Well, I'm a healer too, so I figured I should at least show some concern for you." He said, trying his best to smile. 
[sub]Don't listen to him. He's planning to betray you. To turn you against me.[/sub] The voice of the blade spoke up in her head again, and Astrid rubbed her temples. [color=00a99d]"Look, thank you, but no. I can't deal with this right now. I want to go home. I want to sleep. I shouldn't even have come here."[/color]
"Of course, you're a betrayer. I'm sure all the glory of the church is why you're sick."
[color=00a99d]"I'm pretty sure that's because of stress."[/color] She mumbled out, before leaning over the rail just in case she had to vomit in stress again.