After taking off in the carriage, Zion sighed then braced his head back against the carriage seat and the king looked at him, as he spoke nothing.
The king glanced at Cyron, who looked at him, then shrugged, for none of them knew what Zion was thinking, but little did they know, he was planning to stay a few steps ahead and ensure that nothing that he does next, cripples because of them.
'Looks like sooner or later, I am going to have to contact my master once again, he must be angry, after all, I did leave without saying a word, this is going to get worse and I have to stay prepared,' He thought then glanced at the king and Cyron, after sensing how uneasy they were.
"What's the matter?" He asked and the king looked up at him.
"Are you not afraid of anything? You know this could very well be a trap right? If it is and it's something you are unable to get out of, you may die you know?" The king asked and Zion's brows furrowed.
