MIRA
The knocking on the door gets more and more intense. Dargen is not going to give up and live and I look at Derrien in horror.
“Rien, tell me, where are we exactly?” I ask him.
“My castle,” he replies.
“And why is he behaving like he owns the place?” I can't connect the dots.
“Because he is the Crown Prince now, you know that,” Rien sighs, “And I wasn’t supposed to bring you here.”
“What does that mean?” I raise my brow.
“Mira, the situation is complicated now. Because of those crystals that were spread among people in the Akyrian Kingdom, the Emperor became interested in you. He ordered me to bring you to the palace. And for the first time ever I disobeyed his order…”
“For me,” I nod understandingly while the banging gets louder, “What do we do now?”
“Whatever
