The first thing that greeted Draven when he reached the castle was the sight of a girl with blonde hair, whose head was perched on one of the doors. He halted in his steps; he had been on his way to Sebastian and had not anticipated seeing someone else. 'Ahh! That rake! Why does he keep bringing women?
He didn't stop to talk to her; there were bigger matters clouding his mind. Saul had dared to show his face, and now his wife had a different color of hair.
Surely something was up with her, something he must know. A normal human's hair could not just change like that – or did Saul do something to her with the help of a witch? Impossible, that cannot be.
"King Draven?" someone whispered behind him, causing him to halt. "You are back."
Ah, the girl he had seen. He turned around only to be greeted with drowsy hazel eyes staring at him like she had seen a ghost.
"Sebastian had mentioned that you had left..." she paused, pressing her mouth.
