บท 52: Continued

If he remember it correctly Rhys also had been to the East once. 

His injuries seemed to have occurred after going to the Eastern continent. 

Did something happen there?

Ilodyer suddenly recalled that night when the Elven King returned from outside. 

Rhys was descended the spiraling stairs with a lamp, his movements graceful and noble, completely different from the boy he used to be. 

When did Rhys become so different? 

Was it still the same Rhys who used to accompany and listen to him like a brother?

On the rainy day when he went to see him, he couldn't forget the image of him at that time.

He giving him an impulse to run away from him.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

The Elven King gently shook the person in his arms, "Feeling uncomfortable?"

"No..." Ilodyer shook his head, "I'm just a little bit tired."