Chapter Fourteen
Arria smirked. “It has been too long, my lord.”
“So … you have come back?” Elsargast said.
“I have come to finish what I have started.”
“What then? After you bring chaos to everyone … what will you do then?” Elsargast asked.
“Enjoy life,” Arria said.
“Your sister won’t join you,” Elsargast said.
“You know nothing of what my sister will do!” Arria screamed. “Speaking of dear sister … where is she?”
“She’s gone,” Elsargast said.
“Where has she gone?” Arria asked.
“Even I do not know that.”
Arria took a step closer, feeling her flamberge with her right palm. The king sat on his throne, looking down at her, clearly not threatened by her presence. His long black hair was tied behind his head and resting under a golden crown full of rubies. His face was aged, yet ther
