The entirety of Veltharis was now connected to the Crown of Peace.
The crown slowly rose from Orravyn's hands and hovered above Eryndor for a slight moment, then, it deepened its connection with Veltharis's Will and… disappeared into it.
'It is done.'
Eryndor said in a respectful tone.
"Good."
Orravyn nodded, then he stepped forward again and once again, he placed his hand on Eryndor's head.
And this time, although he did access his memories, he didn't search it, he… began to erase it.
The memory of this complete moment, ever since the time paused, he appeared and Eryndor connected the Crown of Peace to Veltharis's Will—
Orravyn erased it all.
Why?
Simply because he didn't bother ordering him to keep his mouth shut, the secret won't be revealed if no one knows that secret.
That was the way Orravyn did things.
And once he was done here—
Orravyn stepped back.
Time resumed.
The wind started moving, the rivers flowed and the people shifted as if nothing had happened.
