However, it wasn't Arielle who left things unfinished. In the middle of the silent night, she walked slowly into the hall and found Arthur still sitting alone with a sweaty face in the iron bars.
The hall was very quiet, and there was not a single dragon on guard, which made it so easy for Arielle to enter the hall without any restrictions.
"Good evening, Your Majesty." Arielle's greeting made Arthur, who almost went crazy, just let out a long sigh of relief.
Arielle approached Arthur again. There were a lot of unanswered questions in her head. Even her logic couldn't understand why someone who had been dead for a long time could come back to life and be in this place?
"Your Majesty? Let me introduce—"
"I know," Arthur interrupted in a very weak tone. "I know who you are."
"You know? How could that be?"
