After leading the three women to a less crowded part of the plaza, Erlos turned towards Ember. "Miss, are you alright?"
Ember nodded. "Umm, but…I don't see His Majesty anywhere. Has he returned to the palace?"
The young elf chuckled as if he had heard something funny. "Miss, how can SIre return to the palace, leaving his mate here? He is just—"
"His Majesty is here," Clio cut into their conversation without warning as she saw the black-haired man coming towards them. However, her expression was strange. Rather than caution, her eyes showed she was shocked with something.
Out of reflex, the rest of the group also turned to look at the direction of her gaze, and their expressions all mirrored the female elf.
By then, Draven had already reached them carrying something in his hand. The three servants stepped aside so the two mates could have space.
