Chapter 91

Doreon

Doreon 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