A secret blueprint

Now that Ezra was back in his room again, he had time to think about his next move in peace.

Taking part in the tournament and winning allies was only one of his many objectives. However, his main goal was to kill Lord Wilhelm and his son and reclaim Aranor.

Ezra pulled out the Mirror of Replication stored in his inventory and tried to use it to write a message, but it was badly cracked down the middle and fogged up so terribly that he could not even see a glimpse of his own reflection.

“Where are you, sister? I hope you are alright,” he sighed.

Marlin sensed the defeated tone in Ezra’s voice and jumped into a conversation. “You still did not tell me what you wrote to her during your stay in that cell.”

“I told her that the Morelises had organized a coup and they were trying to kill her. I also told her that father and I had managed to flee Aranor and would contact her again when the time was right,” he replied. “It was the only way to keep Aurelia away from danger. I did not want to