The area was known for trading in things and spies, killers and assassins to hire. His eyes widened slightly. Maybe the one who wanted to take his daughter was a hired man from Penevra and the one who also wanted to kill her.
“What are you thinking, Heron? Something bothers you, ”Denerus asked. He leaned against his seat, placing his arms in the armrest.
“I needed to go, father. I will be here again after I need to clear something.” He stood up, and the chillness covered his whole system.
Denerus pressed his lips, and his son could manage what he had. He stared as his son left the room. The sound of the door closed, leaving him alone. But before he could stand up, his window glass broken, and something grazed at his coat, it went to the wall facing him.
His eyes widened, a powerful aur
