Chapter 35
It took Caeldon twenty minutes to come running to the river, hauling Avery on his back. The Prince of Alfheim was bawling with tears streaming down his face. Both of the men looked too worse for wear. Their clothes were cut in multiple places with their wounds bleeding from where they were sliced open. My mouth hung open in shock as Caeldon roughly pushed me through the portal with a slight grunt, tripping over my skirts. I fell on the carpeted floor with a loud thud, followed by more scuffling as the pair passed through.
Laurie quickly helped me up to my feet while Caeldon deposited Avery on the couch. Xaero closed the portal and helped Bea up as she nervously made her way to her husband.
"Cael, what has happened? Where's the king?” she had muttered softly.
Avery wailed ane
