Bab 377: Home Of The Dragons 1

Atherston's Palace, Second Floor...

BOOOOOOM

The door to the bedroom was roughly kicked open as a young man with silver hair stormed in angrily, a vein popping on his forehead as he crashed on the bed, his head landing on the pillow. But the pillow failed at its job as the young man grabbed it and flung it into the ceiling, and immediately

BOOOOM

The pillow exploded into a flurry of foams that splashed all around the room and slowly rained down on the silver-haired young man.

"SHIT..." Quinn said through the cracks of his teeth as his neck turned and he looked at the window, the silvery light of the moon illuminating his face and slowly his expression calmed before turning melancholy.