บท 157: WEIGHT OF FAREWELL

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: BON VOYAGE ~ DREAMCATCHER]

"What?" Khelan slammed the table with anger, He had been trying to recover ever since the attack at the palace but at the same time he sent people to infiltrate the palace just to get information about his mother but they always returned unsuccessful. The scrawny looking man who was now standing in front of him was the only person who had been successful. But the news he received was not what he wanted to hear.

"What did you say happened to my mother?" He asked again, his hands trembling, seeking confirmation.

The lean man, uneasy, fiddled with his hands, unsure whether to speak. He hesitated before repeating what he had said earlier. "Th- She- They buried her at the outskirts of the palace."

Khelan shook his head gently, unwilling to accept the news. He had seen his mother that night, she was filled with confidence, her authority back in her voice and elegance in her behavior.