Leon and Rosvisser dashed through the dark corridors of the ancient castle, eventually finding refuge in the cellar, where it was relatively safer. They leaned against the wall and slowly slid down, taking a moment to catch their breath.

Rosvisser glanced at Leon after a brief silence. “Are you really another lone wolf?”

Leon pressed his lips together before nodding. “Yes.”

The Queen closed her eyes with a sigh. “I cleared your name for nothing. If I’d known, I would’ve let them vote you out.”

“Your Majesty, there's a red demon out there hunting down our entire family. Maybe we …