"You are too tense, Aion," Artemisia said while they were flying to the capital. "Even I can tell that you are ready to fight, but maybe this is just some sort of mistake."
"Well, that is not my fault," Aion said. "I wasn't the one who wrote a letter without giving me the reason to return to the capital. Besides, lately, the atmosphere in the kingdom has been rather weird."
Aion wanted to believe that his father wouldn't fall for cheap tricks and that he wasn't behind anything suspicious. Still, he couldn't help but worry. All of Aion's instincts were telling him that there was something weird regarding the whole situation…
