Where is my son?

Osy stormed towards the throne room. That was the first place his mind asked him to go.

Without wasting any time at all, he left the north prison without the detection of the guards.

Not that he will care about their detection.

He was overtaken by rage at the discovery of his son's death, to care for anything else. In his mind, he only knew one thing. And that was to destroy any who might stand in his way.

Presently, should Mar be the one to stand in his way, he won't mind pushing him to the side.

He's all for locating that assassin, and anyone who stands in his way will regret the day they were born in Merima.

"Hey, stop there!"

Osy's change made it so that none of the guards was able to recognize their crown princess.

In their eyes, he was nothing but a strange creature that barged into the palace in the heat of the day.