Emlen furrowed his brows. Although he was reluctant to speak about the man, he could not derive Moulin from his curiosity, and hopelessly, happiness. Furthermore, it felt strange to hear his little brother address the lord... informally.
It felt as if he'd be accepting the other as a brother-in-law soon. Emlen swallowed. His face darkened. Honesty, he was too reluctant to accept.
Returning the thick book within his hands, he sighed and replied. "The Kron has reached the island, and within three days, the swarm will return. There are still two soul fragments left to find for the Great Tree's recovery. But it is unlikely that the mages will be able to find their locations before the Swarm invades. Lord Hercullio... has neither returned to his quarters nor the maeruthan's courtyard. Perhaps, the King dragged him away to aid in fixing the rising concerns within the island. After the invasion, he-"
