Inside the throne hall, only King Douwin, Queen Alsanda, and Aldrian's group remained. King Douwin trusted his wife, so he allowed her to stay and hear their conversation. His gaze rested solemnly on Aldrian, his heart racing. The man in front of him is a fucking monster!
"Is his appearance one of the signs of the impending disaster foretold by the Heavenly Direction Church?" King Douwin wondered.
Without looking at Duke Valiard, he sent a voice transmission. "Duke Valiard, do you know anything about him besides his name?"
The duke, still processing the situation, felt lost. He was aware of the exchange of voice transmission between Aldrian and the king, but not the contents, so the sudden question caught him off guard.
