552 Good Night...Father!

Late at night, inside the Obsidian Palace, the place froze—from the rustling of leaves outside, to the knights patrolling the area— as if time had stopped. Someone entered the Obsidian Palace and headed straight towards the bedchamber of the previous king. 

The door of the bedchamber opened without a sound, and the intruder walked towards the bed of the unconscious man covered in bandages.

A pair of red eyes were fixed on the terrible sight of the man lying on the bed. There was no need to bother with  the royal physician who was appointed to keep watch on the patient's health nor the servants assisting him on the sides. 

Inside that chamber, only Drayce was capable of moving. The rest were all under the effect of his spell, and no one but him would know what was going on around them.