MARIETTA
“That is the Kingdom of Casentino?” Crista asked, disappointment evident in her voice, as she narrowed her eyes at the kingdom that was quite a distance away from us. “Looks very different from the stories I heard… Very, very different.”
She was right. Back in our village, people had always said that the Kingdom of Casentino had their walls built with gold and jewels and that you could see them glinting from a mile away. We were only several hundred metres away from the kingdom and I hadn’t seen anything glinting.
“It looked like the stories before the damn Wandalans plundered it,” Ruth replied and I furrowed my brows as I glanced at him.
“Wandalans? From the Wandala Empire?” I asked and Crista muttered something under her breath while staring at me with a smile on her face. “
