Prince Dagwood's Training
The silver queen of Moonlight was a trouble for another day, as for now, Aeric found himself in a complicated situation, one he never expected to be facing. At least not so soon.
In front of the tall castle as other workers carried on with the last duties of the day, the silence stretched between Aeric and Alzera like an unspoken challenge, their gazes still locked.
Delva, now standing by her horse, furrowed her brows in confusion, glancing back and forth between them. What was happening, she thought.
Aeric on the other hand, was experiencing a storm in his mind. His thoughts churned heavily as he stared at the famous Dungeon Clearer.
'What is she doing here?' He had resigned himself to the idea of never seeing Alzera again unless by chance in some dungeon. Yet here she was — standing in the grounds of his home, of all places. Out of every trainer in the Region, why her?