Third Person’s Pov
The beautiful spring elicited the pulchritude from every corner, starting from the lower branches to the top, and blew a floral aroma through the gusts of wind for relaxation. Nevertheless, the atmosphere inside Aldous's castle was the complete opposite. It was drastically tense.
Karras stood with his arms folded, frowning and glaring at Aiken as if the latter had done something to offend him. The vice general tried his best not to succumb under the fierce glare, for he didn't want to create any havoc on the already chaotic situation. It wasn’t that he feared these arrogant right-hand men. He was confident that if they dueled, he would win—though not without breaking a sweat. Still, things were already bad enough; he didn’t want to complicate them further. Thus, he ign
