Chapter 338: Return to the Capital
The next morning, the sun had barely crested the horizon when Rhain stepped out of his secluded courtyard.
Before leaving Valdris City, there was one last person he needed to see.
Rhain headed directly toward the serene bamboo grove.
When he arrived, the tranquil pond reflected the pale morning light, and sitting quietly on his wooden stump was the Old Dean.
"You are leaving," the Old Dean spoke, his ancient voice resonating directly within Rhain's mind.
Rhain stopped a few paces away and offered a respectful bow. "Yes, Old Dean."
The ancient Monarch slowly opened his eyes, his profound gaze locking onto Rhain.
"Are you worried?" the Old Dean asked, his voice carrying the calm vicissitudes of time.
Rhain remained silent for a moment before giving a slow nod.
"I am," Rhain admitted, "I do not like placing my life in an uncertain situation where my survival depends on the unpredictable choices of others."
