Good luck Spent

Not seeing a need to waste any more time by paying attention to them, Geran turned and entered his room, slamming the door angrily behind him even though he had more of a lazy expression on his face.

He wasn’t angry but it was better if the two guards felt he was. It meant that they wouldn’t suspect him and try to confirm that he was in his room.

Still, Geran went ahead to lock the door behind him. If they went ahead to knock then they might as well think that he was sleeping or simply ignoring them.

The next second, Geran walked in the direction of the window of his quarters, jumping down with ease from the second floor regardless of the height, one a simple human wouldn’t have survived without injuries.

The moment his leg touched the ground, Geran fazed into the wind dashing quickly through and over walls.

Instead of moving straight for the werewolf section of the palace, having to pass through other sections, Geran came out of the Mansion area completely before making his way out of