“Mila?” King Ivan’s voice filled the other end of the line. “What’s going on? Where are you?”I swallowed. “I’m in Barlow.”Silence. Then, “Mila, do not get yourself killed. Do you hear me? Do not get yourself killed.”“I need your help,” I said. “How soon can you get drivers to Barlow? The people h
ISABELLAAfter Charles’ dismissal, I did not quite know what to do with myself.I made my way back to the main area of camp, the noise of the men preparing for battle drowning out the hateful thoughts in my head. A few of the men jeered at me as I passed them, making no secret of the way they looked
MILAThis was not how I wanted to go out. Either this soldier would kill me or assault me and then kill me and either way, it sounded pretty awful. But I was out of options, and at least I’d been able to save that poor woman.I heard the man cry out in pain, and I opened my eyes. He now had a large,
FELIXThe battlefield was ablaze.Rogue dragons from Charles’ army were happily torching the soldiers, not even caring which side they were fighting for. One of the trees in the nearby forest had caught fire, and from just beyond the woods, I could see smoke billowing from the direction of Barlow.A
FELIXThere had been rumors of a great, unknown power being passed down through generations of Dragon Knights, starting with my ancestor, King Samuel, the Great Unifier who founded Fresonia. This great power had not been seen for centuries, and its existence now was only rumored.But as I faced deat
Mila hesitated for a moment, as if reluctant to reveal whatever information she was hiding. “I was evacuating civilians from Barlow when one of Charles’ soldiers tried to, ah, compromise me.”My blood boiled.“He had me pinned to the ground and surely would have killed me when Isabella hit him in th
MILAThe trek back to Fresia was quiet. I could tell that Felix was haunted by what had happened on the battlefield, and he was not the only one–most of the men were staring forward with solemn eyes, not speaking about what they had seen.Felix limply held my hand. I knew that he felt terrible, over
He spat the last words at his brother, and I winced. My poor husband was holding back tears, but he would never show such vulnerability in front of his people. My heart ached for him, but he stayed strong.Charles said nothing. Instead, he raised his hand to his head in a mocking salute.Guards esco