"How far has your search gone, Arthur? Have you found any clues about Valeska's real body?" Ares asked, hoping for good news. He leaned back against his chair, closing his eyes for a long moment.
"I can't stand knowing that V is still trapped in Vienna's body. It's driving me insane, Arthur. What am I supposed to do if this heat inside me keeps getting worse—if I completely lose control?"
Arthur paused in his research, pulling his gaze away from the thick tome before him. He noticed Ares with sorrow in his eyes. "If only I had an answer that would put your heart at ease.
"Sadly, there's been no word yet from the wizard I sent. Your Majesty, may I offer some advice?"
Ares scoffed in frustration, eyes snapping open. He leaned forward over his desk, staring at Arthur with a deadpan expression. "Why do I have a bad feeling about this? Every time you start talking about advice, it usually ends in disaster."
