Chapter 629:

“What is wrong with His Majesty?” Ottai asked, falling into step beside Vladya.

Vladya did not break stride.

“I have no idea.”

“For days now, he’s been giving off this unapproachable air,” Ottai continued, concerned. Lowering his tone further, almost a whisper, he added, “Do you think… it has something to do with the return of his madness?”

Vladya stopped abruptly, turning to look at his worried companion. Then his eyes shifted back toward the square, where Daemonikai sat in his grand chair, scribbling something on a scroll.

The grand king’s posture was rigid, his focus intense.

“I’m not sure,” Vladya admitted finally.

“I worry there may be a rift between him and Emeriel,” Ottai voiced out.

“I’m worried that what happened in court may just be a front for the people, and that Emeriel never truly forgave him for that night.”

“That is a possibility,” Vladya conceded.

Ottai sighed.

How is your plan with Princess Aekeira coming

head

Library. Going through every document, combing

that’s good,”

what did

“Nothing.”

Ottai could respond, the ground beneath them began to tremble. Subtle at first, a faint vibration that barely registered underfoot. But it quickly

stirred on the wind. Nervous murmurs rippled through the people. Ottai glanced

“What’s going on?”

began stepping out of the

than any other, its light pulsing faintly like a

“Is that…?”

a smile. A broad smile of disbelief as he stared at the

is waking,”

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turned to shouts as people pointed skyward, their voices filled

waking,” Vladya

sky and the

the people, the festival ending earlier than anyone had expected. Voices carried across the grounds as families gathered their belongings while the guards directed

the sky, his

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