King Zul leaned forward and whispered something into the knight's ear. The knight bowed quickly and rushed off.
Moments later, a sharp, powerful aura approached. The elves around them instinctively stepped aside.
Prince Zohar arrived.
He wore full mithril armor, polished to a silver shine. A beautifully crafted sword hung at his waist, while a carved bow rested on his back. His presence alone made the air feel heavier, as though the wind itself was bowing.
"I felt that pressure again," Prince Zohar said, stopping before them. "So I came as fast as I could."
His eyes immediately locked onto Linda.
"Princess… you have returned."
A gentle smile appeared. "I missed you."
He reached out and grabbed her hand.
Linda pulled her hand away sharply.
Prince Zohar froze.
Then he looked past her at Nolan and the others, expression darkening.
"What are these humans doing here?"
King Zul spoke with a firm, serious tone.
