Witch of The Burning Mountain

s eyes, a familiar crying voic

t again...Wa

him, but the moment he opened his eyes, expecting to see her, the spot on

ence of that dream, he stood up a

with silver hair to peek in. Mischief could be s

g elf slowly blinked, and then entered the chamber wi

an unruly servant. If it weren't for the fact that Erlos was his most

in his usual cold tone which never

tely, "It's nothing sire.

you had stopped your useless ch

my own entertainment?' he thought and saw Harry glaring at him with t

ire," he imme

top if given the chance, so he interrupted hi

study, intending to return to his own bed-chamber. There were no servants within the hal

he door of his bedchamber opened on its own. However, he

s already several hallways away. He was panting by the time h

in my bed?" Displeasure and annoyan

could you call a delicate human girl like that? No wonder despite you

her out somewhere among th

e is not human anyways...wait, neither am I. But I have a

those thoughts in his head. "I

King's bed-chamber. They carried that frail body covered i

eing everyone inside his chamber, causing the

r face which was partially covered by her long mahogany hair. A strange sensation enve

hat?' he as

stare at the door of his bed-chamber, but no matter h

talking freely with Harry , he was quite meticulous when it came to work, the epitome of a responsible servant. He was so good with his work that he was the only personal se

Harry on a long term. It was well-known among the palace servants that the King

y. Do you need somethi

d. "Have you informed Leeor

I had sent t

w. A large snowy white owl sat at the window sill, shaking

nd went towards the window to pet it. Har

hispered to the bird. "Have you heard

dom on its large eyes as

cut while the other wil

say 'This is your fault', and then fled away as if its life was at stake. Erlos