AEROS
“Are you really going to do this? Seek help from dark magic? That could make things so much worse, and I hope you know that,” Jonathan asked for the umpteenth time as we headed to the room where Elarian was. The man I had just freed from his prison walked behind us, two guards keeping him in line with a heavy chain around his neck.
“I don’t have a choice, Jonathan. I am not about to let my Luna and child die when I can get him to do whatever I want.”
“Letting him out of his cell was a bad decision, Aeros,” Jonathan continued to complain. It was obvious he wasn’t at ease with any of this. I wasn’t either, but I had no other option.
“He could be playing you. This could be his plan—to escape and do something much worse than before.”
“Calm down, Jonathan. Look behind you—the man is
