"Caecus…" Alaric muttered.
Whoosh!
As soon as he uttered the name, a figure appeared behind him like a shadow.
Alaric turned around, faced him, and commanded in a cold voice. "I want you to gather more information about the Parahan Imperial Family. The size of their troops, the number of Venerables under their command, everything…"
Caecus lowered his head. "Your servant obeys."
Alaric waved his hand and dismissed him. "You may leave…"
Whoosh!
After Caecus left, Alaric's face turned dark.
I hope I'm just overthinking things.
…
A few days later, Bellator returned to the city with the troops. He headed straight to the mansion of House Silversword to look for Alaric.
"Please forgive me, Lord Bellator. His Highness said that he must not be disturbed."
Bellator furrowed his eyebrows, staring deeply at Galanar who was guarding outside Alaric's door.
Did something happen while I was away?
"What happened?" He asked.
