MOONSHINE CASTLE,
After receiving the news of Old Lord's arrival, Aaron headed for him into the guest house before strictly warning his wife to have some rest.
Esme couldn't say anything further and watched the man leaving her side putting on a poker face as if he was heading for a war zone.
Nothing for now, she strode upstairs drowsily and kept reminiscing the image of those empty bottles.
What was the use of them? The unfamiliar minty fragrance smelt like medicine.
She kept thinking while making her way towards the bedroom absentmindedly.
Meanwhile, Aaron had already entered into the guest house and spotted the elder aged man sitting down on a chair. His face was definitely not friendly as a deep enlarged frown could be noticed on his lightly wrinkled face.
Even though they had a tough argument last time, Aaron couldn't deny the facts that he had been his mentor since his ascending.
