Silently, His Majesty followed closely behind him without being noticed. Aragon made sure his presence couldn't be perceived anymore by anyone as he had also sucked back most of his aura, keeping it swirling inside of him instead. He had his sights on the second son of King Octavius whom was carefully moving in the darkness of the night, heading somewhere Aragon was about to find out.
He knew Prince Theon had been up to something when he had been on his way, out of Raziah's bedroom, seeking for somewhere to rest his head when he saw the Prince suspiciously leaving the palace, passing through the guards efficiently and now walking down the forest part, moving through the trees.
I tagged this book, come and support me with a thumbs up!
Creation is hard, cheer me up! VOTE for me!
Core of Her existence His fatal Destruction