“Caer Wydion…,” Ethan muttered as he looked at the castle that was getting closer and closer with each passing second.
While the young man was deep in his thoughts, Wallace deftly maneuvered his Flying Ship to land in the place that Enzo suggested they land.
As they slowly descended, dozens of Wizards and Witches encircled the flying ship, with the intention of catching a glimpse of the handsome young man, who had finally returned to his home.
A faint smile could be seen in Emma’s and Enzo’s faces because they understood what the others were feeling right now.
Ethan had been away from Caer Wydion for nearly eighteen years, and this was his first time gracing all of them with his presence.
There were several young Witches who blushed, and muttered at each other while looking at the young man with great interest.
But the most they did was smile and wave at him, which Ethan returned, making them giggle among themselves.