Leon and Aria made Leon's home their first port of call. Unlike the last time, the flowers had dried leaving little to be admired. Everything in the house was scattered with a rat being spotted randomly here and there.
Leon spotted the portrait on the ground which was now covered in dust. Picking it up, he blew the dust off and wiped the extra with the back of his hand. Familiar faces stared back at him casting a sad smile on his face.
But wait! His mother was also on the portrait! And his mother was lying in the healers den in the capital. He connected the dots, fear and rage suddenly taking hold of him.
"They have her!" He said dropping the portrait on the ground. He held his head as if one in sudden pain. Aria came running at the same time.
"They have who?" She asked. For the first time ever, she saw Leon react without composure.
