Nicolas looked exactly like Richard had remembered him: formidable, stern, and utterly displeased; presumably at him. . It was as if fate had decided to play a cruel joke on the king and he still couldn’t quite believe it yet. Out of all the shadows that Isidora could have summoned in her play spell, that of his late father was the one that came forth. It was unbelievable and not the least in a good way.
"Father," Richard said when he finally could get himself under control enough to actually voice out anything; but his voice was barely a whisper.
"I'm very disappointed in you, Richard," said Nicolas, his displeasure only deepening as he looked from Richard to Kyra. "Allying yourselves with wizards, son? You have completely gone against everything I taught you!"
"Because they're wrong,
