Zayn was taking a stroll in the garden of his palace's backyard, he couldn't stop staring at the sky, fearing and worrying that something like last night would happen again. His mind was occupied by a lot of things, about his father that hadn't left Natia's castle, about his father inviting Rasmus for tea, about Rasmus' words during the banquet, and about his succession.
"Young Master, the two Young Masters came to visit. What's your order?" The butler appeared without any presence.
"Zeke and Zoran? Send them to the parlor and tell them to wait because I want to be alone for a few more minutes," Zayn said calmly, his gaze never leaving the two moons that were next to each other. "They want to speak about their alliance against Ana. They will wait no matter what," he pointed out.
"As you wish, Young Master," The butler bowed his head and disappeared into the night.
