Chapter 735 - Reports

Location, Savaview bridge on route to Castle town Garsley, '-perfect,' wrote across Igna's visage. No word exchanged, Éclair, Alta, and the disheveled prince boarded a private jet. A few minutes elapsed from Igna's sudden guzzling of liquor, the burning fuel rested neatly inside the stomach. Every so often, a sly little gas cloud would rise from the depth and veer its head in means of a concealed burp. The lavish interior matched the jet's exquisite outside. Alta and Éclair ambled to a work area nearest to the cockpit, Igna and Julius made for the travel area fitted with various devices. The prince's prior face had seen better days, a shower, cleanly shaven cheeks, and a relieved expression lowered the overall tension.