"A Bl- Black ring you say…" Arthur stuttered, the flicker between greed and realization numbing down, "That's Impossible, Henry."
"I mean, I understand the hope and goal you set, but no one has ever seen a black ring surface from a cave for what… hundred years I think." Arthur laughed bitterly as he said that.
In his mind, a Black Ring was exactly what he needed. Not to power his way through and reclaim the throne, but to show trust and bring in powerful allies who will help him in his journey.
Just a few weeks ago, he and his friends heard that Lord Haiel was assassinated and almost died. Going there, he could see the situation was bad… not only on the man's health but even his city was slowly abandoning him and reaching out to something dark.
Arthur's left hand sneakily made a strong knuckle at the thought of losing his only powerful ally. Elisabeth wasn't ready to handle the responsibilities yet.
