"As one of the Great Wizards, you must uphold the trust of the Queen."
Miguel still remembered the words of the Elders who stood on the cage that kept him locked up all night like a wild animal dangerous to mankind just because he had more abilities than other wizards or Witches, he was different.
He being a little more than anyone else, made him be treated like this. He did not know where he lived, nor did he know who the Queen who ruled the kingdom was. Miguel didn't know anything about the outside world at all. The elderly man had never opened the door of the room that had locked him in for years. There were no windows or doors, and he could only look up and see the gaps in the wooden shutters lined with chains above.
What is the Queen like now? Why should he be respected?
There were many questions in his mind at that moment, but he kept silent and just lowered his head to stare at the ground beneath his feet.
Great Wizard?
