<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"The problem is solved."</span></span>concluded Elerohim.<br/>He was about to let himself fall back on his previous position but the cold of stones dissuaded him. Then, he stayed in front of the princess, the sky coppering his eyes in a unusual shade.<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Why a princess is all alone in a deserted place like this one? Why are you so far from the court? Was it possible that you were exiled?"</span></span><br/>Eriden alsmost spit out what he was driking, hearing the lese-majesty. But, while he was coughing again, Elerohim continues to talk with a mischevious smile, preventing him tosay anything :<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"There are strange stories about this place, don't you know? That's why no one come here. These lands are still full in magic. Strange events occur."</span><br/>"Prince!"<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"I was just informing."</span></span><br/>As if the place wanted to confirm what Elerohim had just said, an odd sound resound from a far place in the ruins.