Zarenth stepped forward, his red eyes gleaming with suspicion as he stood in front of the window.
His aura, heavy and intimidating.
"Can I talk to him?" Zarenth asked Elowen.
She nodded slightly. "Go ahead."
Without a moment's hesitation, Zarenth jumped from the window, landing effortlessly in front of Kael, who nearly tripped in surprise.
"Hey, you," Zarenth said, pointing a finger at Kael.
"Uh...yes?" Kael stammered, blinking at the sudden appearance of this imposing figure.
"How are you related to her highness Sephina Searath?" Zarenth's voice carried both authority and a sharp edge, like a sword drawn halfway from its sheath.
Kael swallowed, attempting to maintain his composure.
"Oh, Her Highness? She's my only hope. Her Highness gave this orphan a chance to attend the academy." He forced a smile, hoping his words sounded convincing.
