EPILOGUE
LOCHLAN
The plan was doomed from the start.
Lure the Iskalt soldiers from the castle into a fight. Sounded simple. The miscalculation? It took them two days to leave the safety of their high walls, two days for Lochlan to taunt his uncle.
Now Callum wanted him dead.
"Retreat!" he yelled. "Everyone, fall back!" He kicked his horse around and thundered into the valley beyond the Iskalt palace. "Retreat!"
The Iskalt citizens who'd joined his side followed the command as they used their magic to combat that of the people behind them.
The sun rose on the horizon, and with each passing moment, Lochlan's magic faded like the stars in the sky.
Pain ripped up his leg as an arrow struck him, and he screamed. His horse reared back before picking up speed. Another arrow sailed toward
