Enzo's POV
It's been a minute now since the beating of my heart went faster. I can't focus on what I am doing and it is becoming unbearable every minute.
I was originally planning to go to the forest today to unwind and clear my thoughts, but my workload won’t let me.
We had a meeting last time about the possible rise of the rogue. It's been over a hundred years since we last saw a rogue.
Gregor Ovia was considered by the council as a rogue, but I am being skeptical about it. I still can't get over the possibility that he was unconscious during the attack. I may not prove it, but I trust my instincts.
I crumpled the piece of paper and threw it on the floor. I grab another piece and try to write a draft of the possibility that Gregor Ovia isn’t a rogue. But in the middle of my thoug
