Alexander
As I stepped out of the carriage, I felt fear in my gut. How could Cassandra do something so reckless? Yet her presence had been a small comfort after all the chaos. I couldn't bring myself to be happy about it though. I was worried. I motioned for a guard to stand by the carriage as we were signaled from a tent just over the border. The camp was smaller than I expected and I knew that meant they hadn't brought their whole army after all. What were they planning? As I stepped into the tent, my eyes were drawn to a man lounging on a makeshift throne.
"Welcome! An honor to greet a proper king." He laughed as he stood and gave me a mocking bow. I felt my jaw clench at his flippant nature. His hair was silver, but dark silver. His eyes were grey, a common color in the north. His ap
