Over the past month, Elanev had been trying his best to find out some clue about the whereabouts of the old man.
None of the servants knew where his room was, and many had even told him that they didn't see the man for weeks at a time, as if he disappeared from the Palace and returned on a whim whenever he liked.
There had been no word from the King, but there had also been no order to chase him away from the Palace, making him at least hope that there was some chance that his words had some kind of effect.
Today, finally, a summons had come which had made Elanev's face light up.
The Black Raven King had requested his presence in the King's chambers.
This message broke the boredom; as he had had nothing to do in the last week.
The first week had been a lot of fun. Whenever he went to the sparring grounds, there would always be a Black Raven Fighter waiting to challenge him, whom he would defeat with minimal effort.
