If the information penetrated or not, he showed no reaction whatsoever. Said nothing. Did nothing.

　　She grabbed for what else to say. Anything to pick his interest and drag him out of the abyss that is the darkness of his mind.

　　Remembering King Lucien's love for his people, she cleared her throat again.

　　"Oh, and in town yesterday, at St. Mark street down to the little village of Yaleh, I heard there's good news there. The crops started growing after five years of barren land!" She said excitedly.

　　His hands only tightened on the arms of the huge chair, sweat gathering on his forehead. It wasn't working at all.

　　"Remeta...