Seraphina stared out from where she stood on top of the wall, taking in the fleets gathered in front of her and the sea dragons poised all around them.
Her hair flew because of the icy cold winds flowing from the south towards her as Rosette stood beside her with the same stoic expression on her face as the one on her queen’s.
The only thing playing inside Seraphina’s head was the moment she found out that her husband had been taken.
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“Drystan’s gone.” Emyr repeated once again as Ilaria’s eyes fell to the burnt corpse of the man that had been Nero’s seer as she rushed towards it.
“What do you mean Drystan is gone?” Seraphina hissed out, feeling weak in her knees just listening to those words.
Rosette and Emyr exchanged wary glances as Rosette opened her mouth and then
