His Arrival

[Rosco’s POV]

‘Have you gone mad?’

Fabian’s question sends a wave of annoyance through me as I continue to watch William while he eyes Elise, who is completely oblivious or just doesn’t care.

‘Maybe.’ I grumble.

‘You’re softening around the edges.’ He chuckles, angering me even more.

‘If you’re just going to nag me, you can fuck off.’

Instead of responding, Fabian lets out a laugh before I feel his presence disappear, so that I’m in my head alone again.

Sighing, I let my gaze travel across the warriors who are still doing their stretches, and when I feel they’re more than ready to begin their training, I draw in a breath.

“Fall in line!” I command.

Growing quiet, I wait once again as everyone does as instructed, falling into an at-ease position. Once no one is left moving, I begin to pace.

“As all of you are aware,” I begin, deciding to address the reason for this sudden training. “Our lands have been attacked by a skilled enemy. A few of our ranks have already lost their lives defend