"Then, what is your purpose in bringing me to this place?"
After a long silence, Agatha finally asked the question that was bothering her mind. Surely Devan had a goal of bringing him to such a faraway place like this.
Devan still hasn't answered, he's having trouble putting his words together and where to start. However, before Devan could utter his sentence, suddenly a young man appeared from behind the trees.
The atmosphere of the place is pristine and filled with shady trees, making the atmosphere of the place so dark. Plus there is no sunlight that can penetrate the gaps in the trees there, which makes the place even darker.
The figure of the young man made Agatha frown. "Respect to Your Majesty, Queen," said the young man, immediately bowing before Agatha.
Agatha's mouth was wide open, her words caught in her throat which made Agatha choke on her own breath.
