Thanks to the overheard situation, Zoemi's mood was lifted momentarily...
...right until he reached the twin's room...
At first, nothing seemed to be out of the norm, but when the black-haired boy knocked on the door and there was absolutely no answer he furrowed his brows.
|Are they asleep...?|
Zoemi thought furrowing his brows – if so it was better to return there the next day, but since he promised the prince to look into it as soon as possible, that option didn't seem that great to him.
So, just to make sure they aren't simply ignoring him – or need help because for example they sealed themselves with earth spells and have run out of air to breathe...
"...sssssssss..."
The black-haired attendant exhaled in concentration, for the first time trying to consciously use the odd shadow enchantment that to his knowledge he had pulled off at least twice already in a situation dangerous situation.
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