She slammed a fist on the table and stood up, violently moving the chair backwards, causing it to almost fall, to head towards the window. Not before noticing the mark left by his fist on the table.
The shape of her hand had remained implanted in fire in the wood, some sparks burned giving off a faint gray smoke, if it had been at another time she would have felt proud of that step forward.
How stupid that was! Proud, happy about something so useless, while her men were in disarray, without guidance, supplies and aid.
She stopped in front of the glass and looked at the dark city, small lanterns dotted the main streets, illuminating the buildings that at that distance and height looked like tiny constructions, although Taryn knew how beautiful and great they were seen up close.
Her body began to tremble with anger and surrounded herself with her arms, trying to calm the violent explosion that seemed to want to erupt from every part of her body. Her ski
SumonSumon woke up very early that day. When she opened her eyes the sky was still bluish and the sun was not yet visible although the moon had already disappeared from the sky.Sumon had spent the night tossing and turning in bed, alone, thinking of all the possibilities that would open up for her and Haefest in the coming days. The Locrand delegation was intent on a fruitful collaboration with them, and Sumon didn't want Nathan to waste time or get distracted by memories of the past.On the other hand, Athelstan Neyer had spent the night in the masters' studios, where they had prepared the body of her late adviser for the rite of passage. Sumon had sent some guards to check on the Prince of Locrand and they had assured her that the boy had not moved from there all night, he had not even approached the rooms that Nathan had made him prepare.He had allowed his men to retreat to their quarters, but many of them had
"No," replied Athelstan without turning around. "Her body had been burned by bandits, we only found the remains and my father did not consider it necessary to perform the rite. Her soul is still in oblivion."Nathan inhaled deeply, a flash of pain went through his face and his gaze became darker, he closed his eyes as if he were experiencing physical pain and turned his head to the side."And that's why the gods are punishing us," the priest ventured to say.Sumon looked at him, while Athelstan did not move in the slightest, he remained with his gaze fixed on the river. His whole body became rigid."There is only one person who will have to suffer the wrath of the Gods," he said after a moment, turning his head towards the priest with a stern look.The priest visibly swallowed, but did not add a word. As he stepped back towards the horses. His task was finished and surely he would lock himself in his rooms or perhaps with some prostitute. He didn't
TarynThey marched for days and days without any stopping, rested a few hours a night and immediately resumed their journey. They had avoided taking the busiest roads or passing through villages, they had taken the most dangerous route, but also the fastest to reach the place where his army had taken refuge.What remained of his army had hidden along the coast, towards the border with Aeris.Taryn didn't know why they were there, she didn't know why they were pinned to Elder when they could cross the border and take shelter safely in the lands of Aeris; Certainly Elhiàs would not hunt them down, but she was aware that she probably wouldn't like the answer to that question at all.What hope did she have of saving her men when her uncle had twice as many, if not more? And she knew it well, she had no hope, Elhias' men would make a difference and maybe she had been a fool to run away immediately; Maybe she could have waited a
"They will be the ones hanged next to the usurper," Taryn said angrily.Anger was the only thing she had left, she couldn't help but get angry and get angry again, hoping that this emotion could unleash that power within her. If she had been good and strong enough she would not have needed other men, if she had been able to use that power that hovered inside her she could have defeated the army only by snapping her fingers, but she was not able. All she had learned were stupid tricks that served no purpose. Once again ahe felt useless and hated feeling like a failure. This was not what her father would have hoped for her, it was not what her mother had suffered for and died for.She had disappointed them too, she had failed in that too. She was unable to do anything."We will find a solution," Taront declared, awakening her from her thoughts.Taryn rested an elbow on the armrest of the wooden bench and ran her index finger over her lips looking at the lords around her. The last ones l
DoreonDoreon was not hungry. His stomach was upside down and he couldn't close his eyes all night. He had spent his time tossing and turning in the small bed, thinking back to the words the commander had said to him.He couldn't help it, though he tried to get away from it all. He had always tried to alienate himself from what had led to his father's death. He didn't want to think about it. But there was that little part of him that did nothing but bring to his mind the words of the girl, what he had seen and all those feelings that he had been trying to keep hidden for a long time now.He saw the faces of the people who hid the necklaces and pendants that could lead them back to the dark cult. He saw all those people stalked and killed only for the gods who prayed. He saw their faces again, while his children were torn from his arms and then locked in the temples of the accursed priests and the Dumbledore. He heard the desperate screa
"What?" The girl arched an eyebrow and Doreon shook her head. "Do you think that by showing me the village and the people who live here, I would have knelt before you and sworn eternal loyalty to you?""A girl can dream," she said amusedly."We have a pact. I will make my decision when I meet the other commander." The girl rolled her eyes snorting."Why? What's my extra cousin has? What I lack between my legs I compensate with my head," she declared."I know Pix and his men: they need a strong figure to follow and although your plan or goal is similar to theirs, they would never follow a woman, much less a girl without an army. They have come here with the aim of getting to know the commander of whom so much is spoken beyond the sea ... the one that with an army would make every king of Mihdel bend, the one who managed to unite all the village chiefs under the command of one. Curse they are convinced even that he possesses a dragon, a dragon!" he said sno
He attacked her again, this time harder, with one hand he pushed his blade aside, while with the other he struck her; She quickly jumped back, dodging the blow again. Doreon struck again, slashing the air as she quickly avoided the attack by slightly twirling her torso to the side; Doreon again moved and she once again quickly dodged, this time laughing.Doreon gritted his teeth, beginning to lose patience. He attacked again, faster and relentlessly, she parried or dodged while he continued to advance forcing her to retreat quickly.They continued to fight with agility, as if it were a harmonious dance, while around them the warriors watched them carefully. Doreon was starting to be out of breath, so he decided it was time to finish it: he had fun, but she was not up to him and wanted to win.This time she attacked forcing him to retreat, her blows were well thought-out. He attacked him head-on, but blocked the blow just before reaching the body, giving him the
NathanNathan had always tried to keep his demons locked in a remote part of his mind, he had always tried to get away from the memories that hurt him, even though they concerned her. He had kept them so far away from himself that he was convinced that some things were slipping out of his memory.As well as the sound of her laughter, her scent when she sneaked into his rooms, the way she bent her head to the side when she was interested in something or even the expression of her eyes.Those green eyes that had tormented him for days, after the first time he had really seen them, or rather the first time he had held her in his arms, her gaze was terrified and foggy at the same time.That was a moment he had clung to over the years, a moment he had never let go of because it had been the first time he had really seen her and that she had really seen him.Nathan still remembered that night. The moon was high, the sky clear, t