It didn't take long before Lootwell's borders came into view on the horizon.
Lucien eased the airship into a slower glide.
The group exchanged surprised glances.
From the capital to the farthest eastern territory.
It had taken only a few hours! And that was with most of their time wasted chasing Dorian and Harold. Now, before nightfall, they were already here.
The Lootwell Territory spread out in full view beneath them.
Lucien's eyes softened. A smile tugged at his lips.
Sebas must have told his people he was coming home.
The entire territory looked alive with celebration. Banners of every color stretched across the streets.
the castle gates had been shut early and crowds gathered in anticipation as though a festival had begun.
But then… tension rippled through the people below.
A massive shadow spread across the ground.
