Ryan killed the shiver in his voice and send the words out calmly with a warm tone. Stealing his sight from the blood-shedding down there, mixing with water.
"Come, let's talk indoors." He walked down the stairs and his guards followed him.
Ryan looked at the old men behind him, "who are they Masun?"
"Ministers."
Ryan gaped, Alovena had magician ministers, he was not sure if they were regular ones. With them, the king could have destroyed the imps colony and had the advantage to infiltrate where Samuel had found.
"What are we up to do?" Ryan asked his wife.
"Am I capable of commenting on this kind of stuff? No, my dear! I'm dumbstruck already."
Shaking his head in approval, he kept walking and holding her hand tightly. He trust no one now, the king just refused that he had delivered a letter. Someone was playing cat and mouse here and it was unlike what they yearned to grow along.
