They rode from the castle not looking back. Dominic held on to Lionard. He didn’t have any choice, since there was nothing to hold on to. It felt awkward because he told himself that he wouldn’t let himself get close to him. He was torn as it was. Everything that happened around them was confusing. He ran through the conversation that Lionard had with Gerald when he budged into the room that morning.
From their conversation Dominic picked up that Lionard wasn’t the real Grand King. He was a fake they put on the throne for a reasons that he couldn’t figure out yet. But he looked like the Grand King. That was what was confusing to him.
He looked so much like the Grand King. And he couldn’t see him as anything else.
“Who are you?” Dominic asked him unable to help himself. Lionard shif
