Arianna’s POV:
"The First Elder is dead, then?" Zuka asked as we flew, as if he were trying to assure himself. I nod. I had used my strength in that slap across the face, and I hadn't even given it a second thought. I had killed one of my people. Granted, a person older than me and a traitor to his county, but one of my people. I had snapped his neck and flown away, leaving his body to stay in that hellhole.
"Arianna, what happened there, love?" he asked, his arms tightening around me. With one hand holding the reins like he was riding Western style on a horse and then the other on my grown belly. Last time he saw me, my bump wasn't as large as it is now. I was five and a half months pregnant instead of three. Three and a half months left until the baby is born, and I swear I am a
