Ronaar;
‘That bastard Adomis.’
‘I’ll f*****g kill him with my bare hands for this!’
Once we had managed to put out the fires and survey the damage it was clear that this was a cold and calculated attack on my village and its people. An attack from the enemy.
One that I will not stand for!
We will have retribution for our casualties.
My hands are clenched beside me into tight fists as I sit at the oak table, overseeing yet another emergency council meeting, no doubt due to the attack.
And even in the midst of all this chaos, I can think of nothing but her. Of Ivy.
‘My Moon Princess.’
I will have her and her powerful Guild Army, one way or another.
A voice suddenly pulls me from my furious thoughts as I am touched lightly on the left shoulder; someone is trying to get my attention
