"So this time, did he predict something?" I asked.
This time, Michael looked at me without saying a word.
"What terrifying thing is it?" I thought of Michael's behavior these few days, coupled with his silent behavior toward me, and couldn't help but guess, "Is it related to me? Or is it related to you? Just tell me, Michael."
"No, it's not related to you, and it's not related to me." Michael's fingers curled slightly.
"Don't lie to me, Michael. Tell me what it is. I'll face it with you."
"It has nothing to do with us." Michael sighed and said, "The prophecy isn't that accurate. It only points in one direction and is related to some people in the royal family. We don't know what they are doing, but the future will not be calm. I'm slowly getting in touch with these people, trying to get some information."
"Then, why didn't you tell me about this before?"
