Sitting in my comfortable chair with dozens of holographic images in front of me in a room surrounded by state-of-the-art technology a few meters below the ground, where the sunlight does not reach, I clasped my hands together, leaned my forehead on them, bowed my head, and bit my lips.
How had it come to this...?
"Lucas Cevilian. As crown prince, you realize how serious this is, don't you?"
I didn't answer, I couldn't.
What could I say? How can I react to something like this?
What am I supposed to do?
"A seer was murdered, Prince Lucas! A seer in the service of our kingdom, and who knows how long it will be before we find out!"
I quickly separated one of my joined hands and slammed it down hard on my desk. The sound echoed throughout the room, the people in front of the hologram heard it too, and all of them fell silent in an instant.
