Chapter 275: Believe in your father
Tucking the rose delicately between Alora’s hair strands, Magnus secured it with a tiny, ornate clip. His hand lingered for a moment before he slowly lowered it, his eyes softening as he looked at her.
Alora’s gaze was fixed at him, silently admiring his focused expression. Their eyes met, and Magnus found himself captivated by her large, doe-like eyes, filled with unspoken feelings.
"Your Highness," Alora began suddenly, her voice breaking the quiet spell between them. "I heard something troubling from Selvina."
"Hmm? What was it?" he asked gently.
"Qasima has killed three more humans," Alora said, her voice tinged with deep concern. "She won’t stop, and innocent lives will continue to be lost. We must do something, don’t you think?" she suggested.
At that moment, a firm knock resonated through the bedroom door before it creaked open. Tobias stepped in, his demeanor serious and composed. "Pardon me for intruding, but His Majesty requests the presence of you both immediately," he announced.
Magnus and Alora exchanged a quick, concerned glance. Without a word, they made their way towards the King’s chambers, with Tobias following closely behind. As they walked briskly through the castle’s stone corridors, Tobias began to explain the situation.
"Qasima hasn’t stopped yet. She again has killed three humans last night. Those were from a village within the Capital."
Magnus’s lips twitched because Qasima was trying everything to bring Alora to her. There were still 13 more days for the rare astronomical event to happen on which Qasima had decided to perform the witchcraft.