It wasn’t hard for Kronos to make sure Aurora’s stuff was moved to Peona, but the witch wouldn’t allow anyone else to touch her things.
As a result of her stubbornness, she had to leave for a few days, leaving Clo impatient and restless. He seemed to understand exactly what was going on.
He would stretch his neck over the walls of the residence, whenever Keila was in the garden and growl to gain her attention. That was exactly what he was doing now.
She was sitting in the garden, basking in the sunlight. It was kind of chilly and the wind was playing with her hair and freeing it from the messy bun on her head.
She got used to it. It was always windy here. It was probably because of the sea. The wind smelled of saltwater and she loved the smell.
Her head turned in the dragon’s directi
