“Ellen?” Magnus asked with nonchalance as if no worry plagued his mind.
Ellen’s gaze lowers, her eyes fixating on the ground below. She leaned in close, her voice barely audible as she whispered, “What is this?”
Magnus let out a heavy sigh. “You dare not set foot in this forbidden territory, Ellen — for you are well aware of the dire consequences that await.” He warned sternly, causing her to shoot us a nasty glare.
Her voice, barely above a whisper, trembled with frustration and disbelief as she asked, “Can’t you see the sheer injustice of it all?”
They exuded an air of ease and familiarity in each other’s presence.
“I stand here, bewildered by your words, warrior. You must return to the training ground--”
“I must respectfully decline, Your Majesty, and offer my sincerest apologies.
