Silence.
That was all that surrounded Niko and Mala as the fire crackled in the room.
She had just revealed that Drystan had gone missing, the Drakarians had tried to help but they had been unsuccessful, and the fact that there were constant cases of rebel robberies in the Frost Kingdom.
Niko did not even know how to react to that, nor did he know a way out of this mess.
His friends were probably struggling for his life while he was here, resting.
Disgust crept into his body like a plague as he tried to clench his fists and grunted through his teeth in pain. He tried to get up, and Mala was the one who pushed him back down on the makeshift bed.
“Nik, don’t do this.” She pleaded, not wanting him to hurt himself even further. Even though he had healed up to some extent, she knew
