Leandro's masculine fingers went to his throbbing forehead after they ran through his silky argentine gray hair.
He was supposed to leave the Sacred Alcove. His meeting with The Great Theos had already ended.
But he was too stunned to move.
Both choices would endanger the new lady in Gaea. If she chose to accept the position of being the Chosen One, she would endure the pressure of being discriminated against by his people.
"If she refused, she would be cast out of Gaea and would be alone in battling the after-effects of the disaster in her own world," he drew in a deep breath.
He decided to think about it thoroughly within the Castle walls. Aisha must have been waiting for him.
He stepped out of the Sacred Alcove and walked towards the Main Court of the Temple of Astrum.
"Your Majesty," The priests, bowed down to him before he left.
Leandro quickly rode on Draco, making him fly as fast as he could towards the Castle.
