Tangled By Fate

Chapter 542 THE KING'S SUMMON

"Nica, I want to ask you something about Ironin."

When Arthur mentioned it, Veronica looked at him.

"What do you want to talk about?" she inquired.

Arthur arranged thoughts in his head before asking, "When he was around you, did he... look strange to you?"

"Strange?" Veronica was intrigued. "What kind of strange?"

"Any kind."

"I don't think so... I mean, he never talks much and always has a poker face on so that you won't be able to read his mind. He didn't act out of character. Why do you ask?"

"...Nothing, I was just worried."

Arthur sensed that she had no idea about Ironin saving her by making her drink blood. That's why he didn't push it further. The most uptodate novels are published on n0velbj)n((.))co/m

"You worry too much. I'm sure he is all right." Her hand slipped through his parted silk shirt and touched his warm chest. She continued, "Why don't you focus on me?"

Her playful tone made his throat dry. He gulped and gently pinched her chin.

"He didn't," Urulas answered. His stoic expression didn't reveal what his mind was thinking.

"Very well," Arthur wiped his lips and then stood up. "I'll go and meet him now."

He didn't want to delay the meeting any further. He needed to know what the Elven King was conspiring. As he was about to leave, Veronica instantly grabbed his hand. Arthur looked at her and saw worries drafted her eyes. He took her hand and gently squeezed it. "Don't worry. I won't overreact," he promised. After he left with Urulas, Veronica became restless. Most certainly she would worry because both Arthur and the Elven King were like sleeping lions. Once something triggered them, they would roar.

She trusted her husband but at the same time, she didn't have any faith in his temper when it was related to her. And obviously, both the Master of the Magic Tower and the Elven King would talk having the only interest in mind.

The blessed child.

She entirely lost her appetite. Wiping her mouth with the handkerchief, she stood up. When he left the house, she met Ovior and Felix.

"Where are you going?" Ovior asked, squinting his eyes. "King Erestor Culnámo is talking to Arthur," she restlessly explained. "I don't know what he has to talk to Arthur alone. I simply hope nothing will happen."

"Calm down. I'm pretty sure nothing worse will happen," Felix tried to assure her. "In any case, we have our army ready. King Erestor Culnámo has been known as the wisest being on earth. He won't do anything that could upset you."

"That's true," Ovior agreed. "Even if he doesn't care about the rest of the world, he values your opinion. He won't want to be on your bad side."

Listening to their reasoning, she finally calmed down. Even so, she couldn't let go of the uneasiness she was feeling.

What could they be talking about?