The transit point where the portal the mage created was on the western border of Avendelle. It took Azer and Hans about five hours to travel by horse, and another half an hour to reach the point in their wolf forms. It would have been faster if they ran in their alter, but a wolf running in the middle of the road would have gained attention.
Once they passed through the portal, they arrived at the forest of Semaria where the mage was dwelling.
"Send us back to the Crown Palace of Leymar.," Hansel hurriedly ordered.
The mage, whose eyes were as black as the obsidian stone and whose black hair reached his waist, appeared young yet his aura was just like those of older people, looked at them with boredom. His hands were folded behind him, over his black robe with white lining.
"I can't."
Hansel threw a bag of gold coins on the table. However, the mage only laughed.
"I'd never set foot beyond this door. What worth is giving me gold coins do?"
