ERIC'S POV
There was nothing better and thrilling than seeing all your goals get achieved, that sense of relief and satisfaction watching your enemy suffer and beg for freedom.
Ophelia was now mine to do as I please, there wouldn't be anyone coming to her rescue because the only person who could do so would be dead and rotten in my prison soon.
“Killian is here?” My thoughts were interrupted by Ophelia's question, I glanced at her frail body briefly before fixing it on her pale face.
Should I be the one to break the news, or should I let the horse speak for himself? It would be too epic to watch Ophelia's frightened face when she sees Killian and Boma.
“Look at you.” I began, reaching out to touch her face, but she scooted away from me, staring at me angrily. ”A damsel in distress,
