My mind goes blank as I look at the boy begin to run towards me with tears in his eyes.
‘How the hell did he get here?!’
Noah follows behind him as he manages to get the boy from behind as the screaming becomes louder and louder.
I'm sweating profusely, not from the fact that the middle region of my body has completely gone numb from the amount of magic flowing through me but because the small version of Alec Moretti is standing in front of an army that has ties to the kingdom of Vespers, which means that the possibility of someone recognizing the young master is high.
As if life were to be playing an incredibly cruel joke on me the man in front of me, the man whose sword is inside of me turns around to look at the little boy screaming and he smiles widely.
“You!” he
