On the ship, Archmage Lodawg was a member of the Naemarys family and now commanded the mage unit, leading them towards the estate.
He stood at the front of the ship, on the deck, watching the estate in the distance. "About time," he was giggling while rubbing his hands, eager to get on the ground.
The knights patrolling the estate grounds saw it immediately.
One of them ran towards the hall, shouting, "Patriarch! A ship approaches—a giant vessel bearing the Naemarys insignia!"
Caelum's gaze remained fixed on his son, his expression one of quiet disappointment mingled with disgust.
Slowly, he shook his head. The tension in the room was suffocating, every eye on the patriarch as he finally spoke, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable weight.
"You've hidden long enough, Segarus," he said, his tone steady but cutting.
"Come out now."
WHATT!!!
