Jäwell pressed his hand on the handle of the dark door and pushed slowly, holding his breath, the cold wind caressed his face and transported the smell of the rotten corpses to his nostrils.
He only needed a few steps in the world to realize the abandoned castle and the capital shining with a few emblems of different clans.
It was a chaotic land without a ruler. At first, Jäwell decided to hide amongst the citizens to learn more about the situation, but the more he listened and watched around the more he felt betrayed.
The king never came back to the Ombrae to rule.
Jäwell knew that Zarkhaïm suffered the separation from his beloved but he lied to him. Pretending he was returning to his kingdom, he just disappeared to seek a solution to be reunited with his soulmate between space and time. Jäwell was left all alone and his heart was broken once again.
