Somewhere in Lonyth
"The Count survived?" Ena Thun frowned when she read the news that the Prince sent. "How is that possible?" She used her lightning to burn the small piece of parchment paper before giving the messenger bird back to its handler. She then got up from her chair and walked towards the large map that she asked someone to draw on the wall.
It was the map of the North.
On it were three kingdoms. Wugary, Lonyth, and Cirid.
There were marks on the map, locations— important locations.
"Yes, your Blessedness. It seems that the Duke of the North intervened," Ena's trusted person, Jordin spoke. She lowered her head and avoided Ena's gaze.
"Lucas?" Ena lifted an eyebrow. "Again?" The man had already created problems for the Duke of Lonyth and now, he chose to interfere in matters that did not concern him? What was he doing?
