"Eliot, why did you join Bolingtone? I've told you to come to Abyss but you refused, why?"
Eliot's eyes gleamed, he couldn't deny that he wanted that too but his heart was in another place.
"I couldn't resist my heart, Your highness. But could you finally meet the girl you showed me her drawing?" He smirked, seemed he knew her.
"I did, she is Elizabeth James."
Eliot sneered wider, he was confident that the king would soon find her, at least it was what Lavera noted.
"I know."
"Lavera?"
"Yes," Eliot looked back, Ryan James was down the hill, "it seems he wants to talk to you."
Ryan sneaked up the hill, the sky was calm and the clouds were dispersing.
"What did disturb your night, Ryan James?"
The King's expression was blank, emotionless like the first instant he saw him.
"I didn't want to take your time but something urgent happened."
