"Lucas, are you certain my letters to His Highness were successfully delivered to Evadene?" Magnus asked his aide, his expression unreadable as he sat before a stack of documents awaiting his attention.
It had already been three days since Rhydan had seized the throne, with Ravik confined to the highest tower of the palace prison. The tower, though still within the palace grounds, was completely isolated and hidden from the eyes of nobles and the public alike.
Rhydan's reasoning was simple: to keep a close watch on the former king and ensure he could do nothing foolish.
"Of course, Your Grace," Lucas replied, fingers fidgeting nervously behind his back. He worried constantly for Magnus, especially after the revolt had successfully captured the former king.
