Chapter 13
Lady Duxelle stood on the deck of the king’s royal airship as it cut through the air. Several ships flanked it in a V formation.
She was still bruised and bandaged, but she had had the opportunity to rest after telling King Carrodias the news. Her sword hung at her side, and she would use it if she had to, even though she hadn’t recovered much energy. Every bruise tingled on her body like a radiating star, and she could barely see out of one swollen eye. The king had tried to talk her into staying at the castle, but she’d refused.
She wasn’t going to miss this.
King Carrodias stood next to her, leaning over the deck of the ship. He focused on the New Eaton skyline, which was fast approaching. The skyscrapers were coming into view, as well as the highways filled with flying c
