THE TRUTH COMES OUT

NOAH

The soldiers move away little by little, making way for someone to walk among them, and the person who walks among them is the Mage Direl. He smiles at us. Facing us, he raises his hand, and using his magic, tries to take Dagma away from me. What, perhaps, Direl did not know, is that the sword was awakened by me, and will not obey his commands. His eyes widen as he notices that he's no use trying to take her away from me.

— But what is this? Why doesn't she come to me? he asks, and then stares at me intently. — I think I'm sure of your identity now, boy... Or rather, Your Majesty!

When I hear those words said, I feel butterflies in my stomach, my hands sweat, and a bad energy spreads through my body, and I'm sure he's not here just to take Andrew, or to arrest us.

— What are you talking about? The only one who has a title of nobility here is Andrew!

— Don't be modest, introduce yourself to your subjects, after all, we are facing the true heir to the throne! — he says in a tone of