CHAPTER TWELVE

While walking along the village of Versailles. Frando brought apples in his carried basket while he went to the left corner of where his curiousity leads him to place when he happened to saw Argen doing her ritual telepathy in deep forest. While his pace was cracking the withered leaves on the ground. He turn around as he heard some steps making a rustle behind him. That was noon, as he observed that only torrid sunlight above the tall trees have cleared his way leading to uncertain path without even mark of signs. But he knows that he have to reach the place of where he last saw Argen with Magno and Destino.

It maybe late for Frando to pave the way against Clus Royals, but he’s positive to find a key by sending good approach for that Queen, as they’re calling. As he turned right, he saw a black shadow. He shivered as he realized that it’s a mere black gesture, no face and even a skin tone. It was like a dark smoke that lingers around. He swiftly turn left and saw the same thing. He f