"Oh? She is in the kingdom?" Thorian asked, his eyes narrowing. Then, his voice resounded in the castle again, "Restrict access to every Gate in the country this instant. Only royal mages are authorised to use them."
After giving his command, he focused back on Gabriel, more questions spawning in his head. "How did a boy escape your Ashford family and reach such a far away college?" He asked, a brow raised. If it was the Academy of Elemental Arts, Dark Magic and Necromancy or Academy of Light Magic established on the central continent, he could have accepted it with difficulties.
But the College of Alchemy and Transmutation needed two months of travel by boat at minimum, and he was sure Gabriel wasn't stupid enough not to monitor the kingdom's Gates and ports.
"It's a family problem. I would like you to respect my privacy and allow me not to answer this question, my king," Gabriel answered, lowering his head respectfully as he attempted to avoid the question.
