The next day was the fifth day of the conference, and as usual, Drayce and Arlan left to attend it. As for Yorian, he left the royal palace grounds, his mission to search for clues as to the whereabouts of the black magic practitioners. He decided to visit the Ancient Citadel of Nefer once again.
Meanwhile, Oriana was sitting quietly in her bed, thinking about the talk between her and Drayce last night. His words made her frown again and again.
'Since you took your sweet time thinking, I would also like to take my time before granting your wish," the young king said, obviously referring to her rejecting his generous offer twice. 'You must first fulfill what I told you before.'
'What do you mean, Your Majesty?'
'Reveal your identity as a woman to Arlan. Only after that will I think about granting your wish."
