Chapter 215 The Gathering of the Infantes

"Caw, caw!"

Several crows were on the branches of the dead old trees, making hoarse noises. They flew to the corpse on the ground the next moment, tore a piece of bloody carrion down with its beak and sent the carrion to its stomach.

Their eyes were infinitely scarlet. They looked far away, through the dark forest, at the huge ancient castle. So big, the castle was just like a city.

It stood at the top of the mountain with its peak surrounded by a lot of clouds. The surrounding air was gloomy with murky grey, so was the sky, as if the doomsday were coming.

On a throne in the castle sat a beautiful woman. Dressed in red like fire and blood, she shook the red wine cup in her hand. But what in the cup was not red wine but blood.

She took a sip of the blood from the cup and smiled with satisfaction. Coupled with her beautiful face and misted eyes, it seemed that she could turn the whole world upside down with a single