Nera was utterly speechless. After all this time, after all of the talk about Caelum and its royalty... Thane happened to be one. The one.
Even with the mark on his chest, she still couldn’t believe it. The Thane she knew is the exact opposite of a Royal. Certainly much different than the one she was betrothed to. Thane literally slept on the ground, ate tree bark, was used to surviving with very little and... just so unlike the royalty that she knew.
“What are you waiting for? Kill me.” Thane shouted at Brutus who watched him with an expression that promised pain and suffering.
Brutus straightened, standing up to his full height. “Oh, your death will come soon. A powerful man is willing to pay handsomely for him to be the one to kill you.”
Thane scowled. “Who?”
A secretive smile
