"Hahahaha! There are three of them." Damon could not believe his eyes as held two more parchments.
The maid took a step back looking at the crazy expression on his face while Gaston's eyes narrowed.
The vegetables and meat were scattered on the ground now. Food Damon had treated previously was nothing in front of those two parchments now.
"Do you really believe it, Sire. it is impossible to predict the future." Gaston could not help but warn the man.
For him, Damon had always been cold, calculating and a leader worth following. So, he could not understand his actions. How could Damon trust a parchment he had found randomly.
"Yet, it had warned about the first attacks with such precision." Damon spat back with his eyes narrowed.
He finally stood up. His expressions turned grim again.
"Would you be kind enough to clean the mess?" the maid nodded at once and picked up the carrots from the ground.
