Chapter Twenty
Tanks crunched over the asphalt and splashed through the puddles of storm water. Civilians at the far end of the lot tried to get out. The military personnel parted the sea of stalled cars and made their way through to form a protective barrier between the kingdom and the human peasants.
Uniformed men and women spilled out of the vehicles. The sinister gleam of assault rifles further darkened the landscape. Barrels arrowed at the most magical place on earth.
“Now we’re talking.” Bryn drew her sword and braced her feet in the yellow brick of the path we stood upon. Her face tilted up and her nostrils flared. The devilish grin that lifted the corner of her mouth made me question her parentage. “I love the smell of steel and sweat and men. Death is in the air.”
This was not
