"Jaxon." The king called out for his little brother who was quickly striding across the long hallway. The man didn't look back and he just shook his head in disappointment, not stopping his movements.
"Jaxon, come on. At least listen to me first." The king spoke, trying his best to keep up with the man's pace. The man didn't stop for another minute before finally slowing down. He looked down at his feet not turning his back.
Sven immediately moved in front of him, just to see his angry expression. "What do you mean you are leaving?" Even though the man looked angered, his question was softly spoken, as if he was trying not to tremble with his words.
"I.." Sven started, but he stopped not knowing how to continue his words. He didn't prepare himself on how to tell his brother about the fo
