Chapter 59

[Thronovaldera]

Epseba stood outside for a while. He looked at the sky and smiled at the beauty of the mixture of orange and red.

The sun was on its way to sleep.

He looked around the compound; it was very big. He sighed.

“So, just like that, in the blink of an eye, I have access to all these,” he said to himself. He smiled, but not too long after, it vanished.

What could possibly be Tornwell’s goal? Taking in an orphan just like that, he barely knows him, and for some reason, he feels so free with him.

Or was it some ancient ability? To read the minds of people? Does Tornwell have abilities too?

Epseba sighed as he began walking inside. His mind wondered and wondered deeply, till he began to hear the noises of his supposed close friends.

How did he even manage to get it right at once—meet the right man who took him in—and meet amazing friends that love him for who he is?

Epseba smiled; if it was life being good to him for once,