Max walked through the enormous castle hallways with a calm smile on his face.
Several days had passed since the incident in the Mirror Dimension.
His injuries were practically healed.
Dorian had insisted so much on rest that even Moonlight had ended up becoming a sort of personal guard whose job was to stop Max from running off to look for trouble.
And things seemed to be relatively under control.
The massive doors of the royal hall opened before him.
Max stepped inside.
The King of Eldoria sat upon his throne.
The light filtering through the stained-glass windows illuminated the entire chamber.
"You're recovered already, lad."
"Almost completely."
"I'm glad to hear it."
Max smiled.
The king rested an arm on the throne.
"I've heard the full report about what happened."
Max scratched the back of his neck.
"That must have been a pretty strange read."
"It was."
The king let out a small chuckle.
"But it also made one thing clear."
Max raised an eyebrow.
