Chapter 12
November 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
PAREESA
The sentries fell silent as the sad procession wound its way into the gates of Assur. Never had Pareesa felt so weary, not even after they'd fended off the attack where hundreds of enemies had died. With each step, Mikhail's sword grew heavier, an unwelcome burden now that she understood what that burden entailed. Why, oh why, had the Cherubim god chosen her to bear this responsibility? She … a thirteen summer girl?
'Because you asked for it.'
That reassuring hum of power tickled the crown of her head and reminded her the Cherubim God of War yet hovered around them, ready to let her draw upon his strength if their procession was ambushed by the enemies who'd run off to escape the onslaught of the other village's warriors. A
