Azrael leaned back in his study chair, rubbing his temples as he stared down at the reports Sevastian had handed him earlier. The two men sat in silence for a moment, each lost in thougyht, until Azrael finally broke the silence.
"So." He began, his voice low and thoughtful, "There was indeed a rogue sighted nearby. It was not just a baseless rumor or a scare tactic." He looked up, his piercing gaze fixed on Sevastian, who stood across from him with a steady expression.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Sevastian replied, nodding slightly. "One of the villager confirmed seeing a figure moving swiftly across the eastern border, cloaked in shadows. And, curiously, it was not the usual kind of rogue behavior. The witness described something…. almost different and scary about the rogue's presence."
