After a while, she left the tent, making a blank face.
A son?
Seriously? A son?
The Second Prince didn't even marry or was known to have a lover. How in the hell did he have a son?
Where was that son? The Prince was always on the borders, fighting dungeon breaks or the dark guilds.
And was this so-called Upright and honest Prince? He has a fuc*ing son, unknown to the world.
However, it wasn't the time to enquire as one, it seemed too personal. And two… there was a pressing matter ahead.
After walking for roughly fifteen minutes with several soldiers guiding the path, Kiara finally reached the outer perimeter of the barrier.
Beyond the shimmering blue wall stood the dungeon portal.
The dark vortex floated in the air like a cracked mirror, thin fractures spreading across its surface.
The portal seemed like it was about to collapse at any moment.
Meaning the dungeon break was imminent.
