Gadrak stood in the cold and eerie air, lost in deep thoughts thinking about what to do about his failing powers and how he could find Elyssa or another solution to it.
"If only I'd secured her from the start," he muttered, frustration evident in the way he smacked his hand against the other. "Guess I'm not as clever as I believed. Instead of dealing with Margaret and her alleged son-in-law first, I should have focused on securing Elyssa alone. But what's the use of a feast without bloodshed and violence?" He added, his eyes twitching.
"The more time it takes for me to find her, the more I lose my powers and fade away." He sighed dejectedly. "My lord." His assistant called, interrupting his talk with himself. "You had better have something good to say, something that will ease me of my w
