“All right,” the demon waved his hand and wiped his bloody lips.
Hadjar rested his head against the cold stone of the Jasper Palace and closed his eyes for a moment. He breathed in and out slowly. And, by all the ancestors, he would have liked to stay here for a while. He would’ve loved to just sit there, to rest. Maybe even smoke a pipe.
But he couldn’t.
“Let’s go,” the General opened his eyes and was the first to walk through the archway.
For a moment, he was blinded by the bright light that was flooding the hall through the huge windows that stretched from the floor all the way up to the high ceiling.
The Palace was situated on a hill, offering an enchanting view of the valley that stretched out beneath the city’s walls.
Enchanting…
Hadjar laughed at his own thoughts. In here, si
