Abel stayed in the same spot for minutes as his eyes watched Aries's carriage amble up the dirt road. The corner of his eyes slightly squinted, letting out a faint exhale.
"Your Majesty." He snapped his eyes when Isaiah called solemnly from his side. "It's time to return to the palace, Your Majesty."
"Mhm..." Abel rocked his head, keeping his eyes on Aries's carriage, which looked tinier every passing second. He stayed silent for a long time, and when his lips parted, an order came out.
"Isaiah, lower all protection spell across Haimirich." His order caused the lines between Isaiah's forehead to deepen. "Apparently, that spell in the palace last night wasn't this child's doing, but someone else."
Isaiah glanced down at Sunny, only to see the latter grin sweetly. "Someone else?"
"Marsella. She was here." Abel blinked ever so tenderly, setting his eyes on his reliable vassal. "And she will be back. I'd rather let her come without a problem."
