''I'm going to believe you.'' Freya spoke. ''Please do not make me regret it. ''
Zavian sighed; ''You won't. I promise. ''
Freya nodded and then left. Zavian brushed his fingers through his hair after his sister left the room, and then he walked to the mirror and overlooked the gardens; his mind filled with deep thoughts.
He did not want to believe what Eloise had told him; it would only mean that he had no chance, but Neera's existence was more than a chance.
He was going to summon the most powerful witches in all the kingdoms to find a way. No matter what it would take, he was ready to do it.
Three days later…
''Your Majesty, the soldiers are back.'' A guard walked into the king's chambers and informed the King.
