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80 | Call of the Darkness

The sunlight streaming through the glass windows of the palace dining room formed mysterious shadowy patterns resembling a fence. Occasionally, a gentle breeze flowed in through the vents, cooling the entire room.

Vikrant leisurely ate his salad and potato slices on his plate. His body felt weary after completing his and Dravon's work since last night. The cursed child had disappeared since then, and not a single servant or knight knew where he had gone. Perhaps the serving girl, who doubled as a spy, knew something, but the royal spy mentioned that the girl seemed to have some dealings with the Zephyr family. Vikrant could ask her later. People tend to be more honest at the right moment. Besides, Vikrant needed rest.

Suddenly, the dining room door swung open. Despite Vikrant's instructions to the servants not to let anyone into the dining room except for him, there was, of course, one person they couldn't stop.

As the king sat at the head of the table, he appeared frail and feeble.
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