We traveled in the night, a haze of red all around, dulling the green of the grass, the bright colors of the wildflowers the horse trampled on, and the blue of the ponds we came across. I don’t think I’ve ever hated a color more.
Red is thought to be a color of passion, fiery emotion, and hot anger. Perhaps that was what I felt as the heat grew inside my chest. Though I do not know if it was from the sky or the warmth from the Kings back as I sat behind him. Two different forms of heat clashing together to form a whirlwind of emotion that would be impossible to decipher.
We approached Lord Kazrid’s manor. The design was vastly different than the other estate we visited the first time. This one was vaster, a ton of openings leading to various high arches that were tinted a deep orange l
