As some knights patrolled the area, Aesthelia hid among the bookshelves. She was confused because they hadn't encountered any knights earlier. The hallway was empty. "What business do you have here?" Elliot, he said, with an authoritative voice. Elliot's eyes side-glance secretly to where Gior and Aesthelia are hiding right now. Gior stayed quiet beside Aesthelia. He is not moving an inch, so they will not make any noises, but if something happens that is out of their control, he will transform right away, even if it is forbidden to do so inside the empire. They don't know what trouble may come."We have just received an order from the crown prince," the knight said casually, as if it was an absolute order from above, to which even another prince couldn't object. "The west wing isn't under his rule, isn't it?" Elliot whispered angrily. He does not like it, emphasizing the word "crown prince." The knight was either oblivious
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