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CHAPTER 125 – Zephyr's Impatience
Having kept a low profile for quite some time, Zephyr was growing impatient with every passing day.
He was getting tired of the murmurs and snide comments he heard whenever he visited the palace.
He ignored them at first and carried on with his business but with the passing weeks, he was getting bothered.
Usually, people feared him whenever he walked past but now, they barely recognized him.
He became a laughingstock in the dark.
One who had great powers but could not save his own. How then could he save the king or the people?
To be honest, he wasn't bothered about them as his mission in Drakenflare was far from saving them.
Some may call him selfish but he accepted it with pride.
Lifting his head, Zephyr let his gaze wash over the man in front of him at the opposite end of the darkroom in which he sat.
"How long can I wait?" He questioned out loud.
