Chapter 338

Prince Ron was conflicted. The weight of their words sunk into his chest like stones. He knew they were right. His beloved wouldn't be able to fight at full strength while worrying over him but he just couldn't let them go alone.

Something was calling out to him in that direction. He could feel it. The pull. Like invisible strings wrapping around his heart and spine, tugging him toward the direction of the castle.

“I have to go with you,” Prince Ron insisted, gazing at Zedekiel with pleading eyes, directly ignoring the words of his mother and the Queen Mother. “Please. I think Maelda is calling out to me. I don’t know how to explain it, but I can feel her and I think she's in trouble. Zedekiel, please… you have to believe me.”

“Even if she's in trouble, I don't see why she'd reach out to you.” Alaric said. “It doesn't make sense. Why won't she reach out to Zedekiel? He's the King. Or maybe even the Queen Mother.”

“I don't know!” Prince Ron snapped. He really