Arlan waited for Yorian and Sierra's arrival at Wildridge Manor, his mind racing with concern. He paced the open lounge until he heard their footsteps approaching.
"Did the sky fall on the dragon's head? You seem so restless," Yorian commented as he settled into a chair, with Sierra taking the seat next to him.
"Something like that," Arlan replied, his voice tense.
"What happened? Did the Demon find your mate?" Yorian asked playfully.
"No, but my mate might find him soon," Arlan replied, his demeanor serious.
"What do you mean?" Yorian asked, while Sierra leaned in, waiting to hear more.
"Oriana has been to the Demon realm," Arlan said calmly, though the revelation caused the other two to lose their composure.
"How did this happen?" Sierra asked, her voice tinged with concern.
Arlan narrated the events, worry etched on his face. "Do you think the beings in the Demon realm were alerted by her presence?"