Mine

Aralyn’s POV

"Oh, I see we have some VIP guests here! Let me do some intro. I am Meeran, your almost-relative. To what do I owe this pleasure? Let me try to guess - did you come to see me, Daddy, nanna Noosha or your lover boy, little girl? The bloke called Meeran said with a smirk yet with a dreadfully calm voice while grasping and scrutinising my face with a penetrating stare of his dreadful eyes, which peered from his face shaded by the cloak.

Despite his composed tone, one could easily detect an underlying hint of cynicism and a twisted sense of amusement. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and it felt unyielding, as cold as steel; his grip on my chin was unwavering and firm; it felt like he clamped my chin with pliers. I saw him giving a quick nod to his soldiers to hold Merlius and move Nat away from Kandreah and Malleteagan, who were both sprawled on the ground, looking as dead as dodos. His soldiers held Nat and Merlius in a chokehold, who were both struggling to free the