Drakar had deliberately ordered the servants not to give Lewis any food, partly out of irritation toward the human's stubborn behavior. Lewis had resisted him from the very beginning, refusing to obey no matter how powerless his situation was.
Still, despite his annoyance, Drakar understood the real reason behind Lewis's actions.
The moment the unfamiliar mana began spreading throughout the palace, he had already sensed how badly Lewis's body was reacting to it. To someone as sensitive to mana as a dragon, Lewis's suffering was impossible to miss.
The human had not even bothered hiding it a while ago, openly showing his discomfort and even begging to be released.
By the time night settled over the palace, silence had consumed nearly every corner of it.
Most of the servants were asleep while only the knights remained awake, guarding the halls and entrances with unwavering vigilance. Yet despite the calm atmosphere surrounding the palace, Drakar himself was far from composed.
