She was still feeling the cold kiss of the silver in her hand and the raspy touch of the string between her fingers. Elara was watching the fight from the upper floor of the house while making some bedrooms. At the beginning, it seemed like both men were playing together like naughty kids but after a while, the fight changed into a darker tone. The people around looked worried and Elara could feel something was wrong. She began running through the stairs and crossed the kitchen under a surprised stare of nana Marya, who followed her outside. The princess heard the nana’s gasp behind her when alpha Andrew lifted the sword, ready to assess the final blow at the gamma on the floor. Elara didn’t think about the consequences, she took a bow from the hands of the nearest archer and tensed th
