Leandro's heart was in turmoil. His cold, flinty eyes darted to the South as he traversed the Gaean sky.
He truly hoped that Aisha didn't cross the borders and went to the Land of the Lycus Clan. That's the least place she should have gone to.
He already sent the Nephilus guards to scout for her on the Eastern Fields. He and Lord Emilio went to the Southern Lands themselves.
"We can hit two birds in one stone, your Majesty. You can also negotiate with Lord Lycano about our desired location for our Spelta grains," Lord Emilio opened up a conversation.
Perhaps he was attempting to relieve him of the boiling rage within him for the female human's carelessness.
With the Dracuses as their mode of transportation, they would reach the Southern Lands even before the sun peaked at its highest.
It would not be good if King Leandro would step into their territory with his furious emotions within him. It would cause a war.
