I was still drained of power because of the blood loss. A desert in me that had again missed its rain.
The newly crowned king of Grockhaven was alongside a horrifying creature I had never seen my entire life until that day.
"Kirstine!"
Mother.
Thimony yanked her hair and held onto it very tight. He looked at me and I saw in his green eyes the satisfaction he amassed from the brutal murders Grockhaven did to the people of Aurore.
But my mother did not mind the hurting she experienced. Only desired for my safety.
The bastard Thimony placed my mother's arms in front of her.
Her lips quietly muttered, "Leave."
"Sentinels are helpless without their hands," so he said.
He raised his sword to gather further momentum, just enough to chop my mother's arms off.
I remembered how I used t
