MICHAEL ALPHARIA'S POV
"Something is obviously not right. I need to see the sorcerer again," I said, my curiosity piqued as I walked out of my chamber.
"Prepare my carriage," I yelled at the guards, who hurriedly bowed as I walked towards where the carriage was.
"Take me to the sorcerer," I commanded as I entered the carriage lifted by guards.
My curiosity was only increasing. I really need to find out what is happening in my pack.
I couldn't afford to lose anything. Everything the sorcerer was saying was contradicting and getting more confusing. I must find out what was going on.
Walking through the woods, it felt like a long journey to the sage. Opening my window to look at where we are, I closed it back, waiting anxiously.
After some time passed, "We have arrived," the guards said, and the carriage stopped at once and lowered for me to come down.
