Chapter 116: Fruitless Interrogation

Arthur woke up to a damp bed, the sheets drenched in sweat and sticking to his body. His mind was fuzzy, unable to fabricate any coherent thoughts of what he'd dreamt about.

All he knew this time, was that it had something to do with his brother. For the first time since the start of his erratic mornings, Arthur was certain of something.

He'd dreamt about his brother through the night. His mind, however, gave him no details…

"Do you always have nightmares?" a voice tore through the silence of his bedroom.

Once more, Arthur had awoken abnormally early only to find his brother inside his room. Arthur narrowed his eyes at the crown prince.

What was his brother doing here?

Like flashes in a stormy night, images of the night before came reeling back into Arthur's mind.

...his brother's wing getting crashed under the black creature's foot, "Your wing? Is it alright…"