Ezekiel's pov.
Evening came fast, The sun was low in the sky, casting an orange glow through the large window of my office.
I stood near the window, arms crossed, staring out into nothing. I wasn’t really looking at the trees or the sky.
My mind was far away, my mind was with Auren. It had been over a month. A whole month since he was taken.
I rubbed my forehead, the same spot I always touched when I was thinking too hard or too long.
My desk was messy, papers scattered everywhere, but I didn’t care. Apart from the papers which have the coordinates where we think was at least a lead to where auren Was taken.
James, Lydia, and some of our warriors together with that villager, Roland. They had all gone out to search for him.
I had given them my full trust, but now… nothing. No word. No message. Just silence, every single day, I waited.
And every single day, the elders came knocking, especially Tobias, he has Been on my neck asking all sorts of questions.
Questions like: “We need
