Chapter 37
Urban
I left a numb, shell-shocked Vienne with the king, queen, and princess, and I stormed from the castle, more determined than ever to find Anniston.
Whoever had taken that precious little child wasn’t going to live to see another day. That was my promise.
As soon as I exited the keep, a party of people were hurrying toward me, Brentley, Allera, and Soren among them.
“Did you find anything?” I demanded.
“We captured these two,” Brentley answered, out of breath as he motioned to two men with their hands tied with ropes around their wrists as the soldiers containing them pushed them forward for me to deal with. “They were just outside Mandalay near one of the sand mountains between the castle and the village. We think they may be Far Shore scouts.”
I strode to the two me
