Iris could feel how she became more sensitive with black magic, she had faced off with this certain black magic for three times by now. The density of the darkness was very thick with this black magic, something that could only come from a certain black magic user. Someone that was so vicious, someone that could be called as the epitome of all the evil thing.
They were marching here.
"What do you mean with that Iris?" Cane came closer to her and caressed her cheek, he wiped sweat from her forehead and tucked strand of her hair behind her ear.
"They wanted to break us. He wanted to break us."
"Who are they?" Cane creased his brows. If ’he’ that Iris referred to was the Decratic, he was not sure about ’they’. Was it the Decratic’s worshipper?
"Where is Rora?" Iris realized her baby was not with her, neither she was within her sight.
"Rora is with Grace and Della, you can’t breastfeed her because you are medicated. They are in the next room." Cane reassured her that their baby was fine. He wouldn’t allow any mishap befell on their baby. He apologized because he couldn’t let her to breastfeed Rora, since Grace told them so.
Iris was sad, but she understood.
"I need to meet with the Serafim," Iris said, she then explained what she felt and what she thought might happen to them.
Cane listened to her carefully. Everything had fallen into chaos now, his scheme wouldn’t work at this point and only brute force could help their situation. They needed strength and forces.
Forgot about the throne and everything that involved around that, because right now, none of it was important when there was this dark entity lurked from the shadow that was ready to take down the realm within his palm and brought the unfinished battle from five hundred years ago.
The game had changed.
The entire chessboard had ruined and now they had to defend themselves and people they loved with everything they had.
"I will ask someone to request an urgent meeting," Cane said.
"Cane..." Iris tugged at his sleeve, she didn’t continue, but Cane knew what she was going to say.
"I will not let anything happen to our baby, Iris. Promise." He kissed the tip of her nose, as he promised her. The promise that he might not be able to keep.
Iris gulped down with difficulty. She nodded. "Hanna will be here to help you get dressed, I will meet you in the meeting with the Serafim."
"Where are you going?" Iris looked at Cane, puzzled. He was ready to go when he said he was going to order someone else to arrange the meeting with the Serafim.
"There is something I need to talk with Haco. I will not be long, get ready, okay?" Cane kissed Iris’s forehead. He knew, it would be a long and hard battle.
Cane went directly to meet with Haco. The sorcerer was in the orphanage, he stayed there once they managed to get away from the battlefield. His condition was... not good. Really not good.
On his way out of the pack house, Cane met with Will, who would return to the pack house after he walked Hanna to stay with Iris.
"How’s there?" Cane asked Will. He glanced at his former personal warrior, he looked better than the last time he saw him. His decision was right to not bring Will with him. Hanna was all he needed.
"Haco," Cane called him, but he didn’t give any response, instead he stared at the closed door, frowning because Celia had left. "Haco, I want to ask whether you bring the stone with you?" freewēbnoveℓ.com
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