Having no idea at all felt so devastating. I wanted to know what happened to York, to Ozril, and know that Amanda was in a challenging situation. I couldn't help but wonder who the villain was?
I was in deep thought as I heard a scratching sound behind my window. That was the only moment I noticed a small window in the corner of that chamber. It was a bit hidden by the wardrobe.
I moved closer to check what was on it, and I gaped, tearful by the surprise that I saw.
Ozril was coming up by the window.
"Ozril?" In a hush, surprised voice, I exclaimed.
Something had changed with Ozril. His long hair became more longer. The dreadlocks' hair got even stiffer. Well, he probably had adapted the life of the Incanto's.
