a gorgeous white by Heather_anare

248: Towards eachother

Beady silver eyes brightened.

Its gaze faced an uncertain direction. The little beast was still, sitting upright on the leveled grass. Although its body remained unmoving, his ears moved as if they were jerking. The people passing through the outdoor hallways could not help but stare confusingly at the little creature. A moment ago, this tiny beast was running around as though he was brimming with energy. However, now, he was as stiff as a statue.

From a tall window, located on the upper floor, facing the open courtyard. Every event was exposed to the golden eyes gazing behind those windows. The man, Lord of the Tower, stopped his movements as he stared at the little white creature on the courtyard. He removed himself from his seat at his desk and slowly began to approach the window.

Lord Hadrian's eyes slightly narrowed as he observed Snow's reactions.

"My Lord!"

The door suddenly bursts open, and a panting Varick. The man raised his gaze and abruptly spoke, "My Lord, the mages of the first district have reported a sudden problem at the rift. Malibreeds, my lord."

He heaved as he watched the prominent man's back.

However, his master didn't utter a single word. Instead, Lord Hadrian only pressed his palms on the crystal window before his figure disappeared in front of Varick's surprised eyes.

"My Lord!"

Appearing a step behind the little snow-white fox, the eyes of the onlookers widened in extreme shock. Although Lord Hadrian hasn't noticed them, they quickly knelt on the floor with a bow. Not a single person dared to do otherwise. However, the man of their thoughts didn't spare them even the slightest bit of attention and crouched behind Snow.

"Snow..." He spoke with a mild tone, something that struck lightning on the people around him. Snow turned and hopped into the strong arms of his master's lover. His snout twitched as his eyes met deep golden ones.

Once again, Snow pointed his snout in a direction, but when Lord Hadrian followed his gaze, he only saw a stone wall covered with moss and vines.

A whimper suddenly escaped the little beast's mouth.

A brief silence settled between them. The Lord was the first to break it. His voice, deep in a whisper. A meaning lurked behind his words.

"Do you feel him?" He spoke. Anyone would be confused if they heard the words. However, the Oppallian fox in his arms nodded with a quiet yip.

Snow's answer caused the frozen heart within the man's chest beat loudly. His golden eyes widened, and he tried to steady his breathing. Fists clenched, and his nerves felt like burning hot lava was flowing inside them. There was a faint tremble on his fingers. Right now... He must go to him! He must find him!

"My Lord!"

Varick ran towards his master. The sword on his belt rattled loudly as he moved. Sweat dripped down his forehead as weariness etched his expression. What happened to his Lord today? Why is he acting so strange?

"Varick..."

Lord Hadrian suddenly stood. He didn't bother to turn.

"Assemble your knights. Lead them to the borders." Then he turned with fire burning in his eyes. The sight made Varick flinched. When Lord Hadrian walked past Varick, he continued. "I will ride with you."

"!!!"

Varick was dumbfounded. After several years, this was the first time his Lord had said something like that to him. Truly, it was a shock to his being. Without further ado, he quickly ran to comply with his Lord's wishes.