�Please come to the Whipper Kingdom.�

He wiped his mouth after finishing his conversation with Litana before he addressed the people in the room.

�It�s time for us to go back as well.�

The Western continent should be a chaotic mess right now.

It was time to make it even worse.

The Breck Kingdom�s side of the Gorge of Death border.

Inside a quiet and dark tent.

The only place with light was on top of the table at one side of the tent.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The finger tapping on the table finally stopped.

That finger then brushed the side of the person�s whose eyes were bloodshot from fatigue.

Roan Kingdom�s crown prince, Alberu Crossman.

He was not in the Roan Kingdom�s palace, but currently was still unable to sleep inside the Breck Kingdom�s Gorge of Death.

�Your highness, did you know about young master Cale�s situation?�

One hour ago. Rosalyn was speaking coldly when he had received her call. However, she was not cold on the inside as well.

Crown prince Alberu knew that this was the case, thus that was why he was not angry.

�I knew about it, Miss Rosalyn.�

��I see.�

Rosalyn did not ask a naive question like why he didn�t tell her.

She was smart enough to know what would make Alberu keep that to himself. Anybody could get sick during a war.

�However, it doesn�t look like his highness knows about everything.�

�Is there more, Miss Rosalyn?�

�I shouldn�t have asked.�

Alberu should not have asked Rosalyn that question. JrNovels.com