"I will use my abilities to find my Irene." Kieran glanced at Seymour, who held a puzzled look on his face before he closed his eyes, mumbling words under his breath that the old Duke could not hear. Barely a moment had passed when he opened them again, and this time, his eyes had turned back to the shade he was well known for having, blood red and amazingly dark.
"Your Majesty, what are you trying to do?" Seymour queried from the side, completely lost by the turn of events. He could not understand what was happening and what his King intended to do. 'What ability was he talking about? How will he be able to find our Queen that way?' He wondered but did not dare to voice out his thoughts.
"I," Kieran faced him, his lips arching on one side. "Am going to put everyone to sleep." For once, he answered the old Duke, surprising him. Soon his surprise turned into terror when he realized what his King intended to do.