Skyler shivered slightly as he arrived at the Royal Castle, a strange sense crawling up his spine. He glanced over his shoulder.
"Who's yelling my name this time?"
With a shrug, he stepped inside. The royal guards didn't stop him—and he understood why. His face was all over the internet; only a fool wouldn't recognize him at this point.
He had come hoping to meet the Queen, but she was nowhere to be found. Instead, he stumbled upon a familiar sleeping man who was supposedly his grandfather.
"Hello..."
Skyler softly knocked on the door he had already opened without permission. He'd been roaming the castle, swiping the new shiny items that had replaced the empty spots he'd left behind during his last visit.
At this point, a bit of politeness wouldn't change anything. So, he stepped inside when he didn't get any response. But the sight that greeted him made him freeze.
