Lucian's POV

"What do you want, Aria?" I questioned without looking back.

I heard a slight chuckle. "Hello, Lucian. I thought I should remind you about the sacred ceremony coming up in three months. This is an opportunity to find the child of prophecy. You have to be there."

I scoffed. "I know. I'm already making plans on my own. Besides, I have the prophetess with me, so you have nothing to worry about."

"Oh, really?" She snickered, sniffing. "I smell a wizard, Lucian."

"Tch..." I gritted my teeth in rage. "Watch your tongue, Aria. I won't allow you to falsely accuse me."

Aria's lips curved into an eerie smile,...