87 Chapter 87: Guest II

Sebastian stalked towards his mother with graceful, nonchalant strides, his shoulders relaxed. His mother didn't miss this.

Her brows furrowed as she began wondering what had gotten her son, whom she had watched sulk for the passed couple of days, in such a good mood. He had been increasingly snappy, so much so that the servants had began avoiding him altogether.

"What has gotten you in a fine mood this morning, Seb?," she questioned, having not come up with any good answers for herself.

"I'll let you know once you've told me why you summon me so early in the morning," Sebastian replied. When his mother remained quiet, a frown set deep into his expression. "Has the Cursed done something?"

"No," the Queen mother shook her head. "They have been fairly quiet during the past week...and honestly, it worries me. They're planning something big, I sense it." She let out a deep sigh. "Has Eritrea come back since that night?"