Little King

The two people did not wait for long before the person they were waiting for arrived. 

Zakum did not want to entrust other people, so he brought Miraven to the guest house in his arms, flying on his wings. He had a stoic expression as he laid her on the prepared and cushioned bench outside in the garden. Aisling and Rex stood to the side and looked at Miraven. 

She still looked healthy and well. 

"What are you planning to do?" Zakum asked with undue caution. 

Abaddon Rex did not fear Zakum or his wrath, and he did not take the suspicious look on his face seriously. If it were not for Aisling, he would not have interfered with any matter involving this Ruler because they were not close. 

Still, he decided to answer the question. "I am going to send her to the elf realm for treatment."