#Chapter66
Alder stood by the small windowpane and was gazing into the dark moonless night. The tavern was full and they were fortunate to have a bedchamber at the last moment but that did not lessen his fretfulness.
He was having a very bad feeling. A feeling of something bad going to happen but he could not decide what it could be.
If it was the Alder from years ago, he would have flicked his fingers and in moments he would know what all he wanted to. But years later when his magic has lost its strength and he was vulnerable to the situations, he could not help but fret over what to come.
Knox was not to be trusted again. He was one of the causes he lost good part of his magic. Knox had not just killed his dear daughter but also sinned by his hands making Alder be the victim of all the erroneous events.
