Alberto’s Pov
The wind at the High Ridge hissed like the sound of skin peeling off bones. I had pushed my horse till its lungs were ready to burst, my own body growing more and more exhausted with every mile we rode since we left the palace.
From the faces of the men who had accompanied me, I could see that the exhaustion was not restricted to only me. I was ready to take up Sapphire's offer to stay; after all, I yearned to hear her say words like that to me. But the report of the breach wouldn't let me rest.
Another territory had been erased, and I feared that more would follow if I did not take action. But what action would I take against an evasive demon? Or worse still, against my own brother?
Now here I was, walking along the perimeter of the High Ridge, an expanse of land inha
