One month.
The days blurred together, and before Xion could form a proper plan, Rubina and Bianca returned with both good news and bad.
'The Zen had been taken by His Majesty.'
Xion was grateful for the troubles the ladies had endured.
Bianca's once-chubby cheeks had thinned, a clear sign of how much the pampered princess had tolerated for the mission.
But the bad news — far heavier — was that they claimed to have seen Serena in the Royal Palace.
Aunt Serena had vanished the very night he sent Rubina away with Zen. Since then, there had been no word of her, as if the world itself had erased her.
Yet Xion was certain she would never betray him.
Serena had lived by his side for years, treating him and Noxian as though they were her own sons.
How could she betray them now?
She must have her own matters to handle, he told himself, before leaving the meeting chambers.
Just as he was about to turn the corner, he was dragged back.
