Char 55
Jace pov
It's already four days and she's yet to get up from her deep slumber. Though I understood, her friend was killed but the friend was a traitor.
If it hadn't been them dead it would have been the royal house and the capital, Australia being drenched in blood.
My uncle is so desperate to live longer. Longer than anyone.
As usual, I stepped away from her cell, turning to leave for my chambers when I bumped into General Catalina, the fiercest and ruthless ruler of the north boundary, a woman of few words.
I bowed, and he returned the pleasantry. I lifted my eyes to behold her dark pair of eyes, they were full of darkness.
Sometimes I'm left to argue and convince myself that General Catalina isn't a pure werewolf. The snake's tattoo on her body and face always gave me goo
