It had been three days since Zack was stuck in the city of Drighor, and he was beginning to lose his patience.
Where the hell is Pende?
Frustrated, Zack walked up and sat down on the pier of the city, as had been his routine every day he was in Drighor. As he sat down, and watched the gentle lapping of waves in front of him, the words of Miden once again rang in his ears.
Your son is going to enroll in the Royal Magikal Academy.
You will find him in the Capital.
Zack still didn't trust Miden completely, but what other choice did he have? He had found no trace of Zoe or Raorka by himself till then, so he was grateful for any morsel of information, any lead that Miden provided for him. Even if he was lying, Zack wanted to believe, wanted to trust that his son was safe.
