When they finished eating their breakfast, Zion stretched off and at the same time, his head began aching and he gritted his teeth.
"What's the matter?" The king asked.
"It's nothing," He responded.
"This has been happening to you for more than one time now, I have noticed it and yet you are saying there is nothing wrong with you?" The king asked and Zion sighed then stood up.
"I am fine, I will be fine, I will go get some fresh air, call on me when you need me," He responded then left and Cyron's brows furrowed.
'Something is slightly different about him or am I just imagining things now?' Cyron thought as his eyes narrowed and he glanced at the king, who seemed a little bit worried, despite not knowing Zion for that long.
