"Father," Jake whispered. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in Zeliar, not playing a game."
"Watch what you speak, brother," another reprimanding voice came from behind the King. Holland emerged from the entrance and stood next to the King. Jake took in a breath. "Holland." He glanced to and fro his family members. "What's going on? Isn't Holland supposed to be back on Yuvia trying to find the Breakfire?"
The King laughed. "You are what you always were, an ignorant fool."
Jake looked behind him at the entire guild. When he did, they all folded their legs and their heads touched the floor in a bow. Not at him, but at the King. 'They're all being controlled.'
He grit his teeth. "You're hindering their game."
"Game? Really? What is a game when they literally stole our Breakfire from us? And you care about whether those Yuvians can do recreation happily?" his father mocked him.
