Chapter 87

Chapter 87

Aeron paced back and forth in front of Pelenore, his emotions a volatile mix of anger, desperation, and disbelief. He couldn't believe that he had come to Pelenore for help, only to be met with indifference. The room was tense, the air thick with pent-up frustration.

Finally, Aeron stopped in his tracks and turned to face Pelenore directly. The words came out in a rush, his voice trembling with intense emotion. "Are you trying to help me or punish me?" he yelled.

Pelenore, who had been nonchalantly focused on his potion-making, finally looked up, his expression unreadable. "I don't understand what you mean, Aeron," he replied calmly.

Aeron's frustration grew, and he ran a hand through his hair in exasperation. "I came to you for help," he said, his voice tinged with desperation.

Pelenore continued to focus on the potion he was making, seemingly unfazed by Aeron's outburst. He finally looked up, a faint crease lining his forehead. "I still don't understand what you mean," h