CHAPTER 19
Gwen
“Torian is dead. Korla saw Conal strike the killing blow.”
Gwen pulled back from Kalan and wiped her tears. “Then it is over,” she said. “We did it. We’ve taken back the throne.”
“There are still many things to do, but the worst has passed,” Kalan replied.
“Come on, let’s go find Conal.”
They walked across the piazza where seven streets conjoined and headed up the stairs into the castle. Bodies littered the area, and Gwen was forced to tread carefully to keep from slipping in the blood that soaked the cobblestones.
The inside of the castle was just as bad, if not worse. The bodies of both groups littered the halls. Gwen navigated through the c*****e and reached the throne room as Conal and two women stepped out from behind the throne.
“Korla!” Kalan exclaimed.
Gwen
