As Rhian was preparing to leave the next day, he wished to meet Cornelia one last time. He made his way to Draven's study and expressed his desire to meet the head of the witch clan.
Draven looked at him for a long moment, his gaze sharp and scrutinizing. Rhian stood firm, as if silently stating he was asking for nothing unreasonable.
After a pause, Draven called for his aide. "Erlos, take Prince Rhian to the witch clan, and let Lady Cornelia know I have sent him personally to meet her."
He wanted to ensure Cornelia wouldn't turn Rhian away.
"Yes, Sire," Erlos replied, then turned to Rhian. "Prince Rhian, please come with me."
Erlos arranged two horses for their journey. As he helped ready the mounts, he explained, "The witch clan isn't far from here, so horse riding is the most suitable way to travel. I hope your injury no longer troubles you."
"It's alright," Rhian replied, climbing onto a strong brown stallion.
