Leo / Ryn
He heaved a deep sigh as he entered Master Lysander's sanctuary to get ready after receiving the summons. He held onto the emperor's scroll for dear life. His breath felt uneven, and even the room spun whenever he blinked.
This summoning meant something had gone wrong. He could feel it, especially since the Prince of Verolona didn't return with them.
"You don't have to go," Sylas's voice sounded in the room as he walked toward him. "You are still not well. I can talk to the emperor and make him stop the summoning until you are fine and—"
Ryn shook his head and lowered it. "I have put you through so much, Sylas. This is why I have to go, and whatever the outcome may be, I will prove to everyone that—"
He paused, trying to find the right words as he grabbed his robe from the bed and draped it around his shoulders.
"You have nothing to worry about, Sylas. I will be fine."
