The sound of the door slamming open startled me. With my sight gone, my other senses were heightened. A chill shot down my spine as I realized the growing shaking in me was from the little girl in my memories. From me. I heard the echoing footsteps of someone - or maybe multiple people - entering the room. Sucking in a breath, I stilled.
"Andries," an unfamiliar voice greeted. I felt it reverberate in my chest, "this certainly was not the greeting I expected when I took the time to come visit."
"Visit," the king echoed, hardly hiding the bite behind his words, "Eriq, you attacked my people! This is more than a visit."
"Yes, I suppose that is technically correct." The man - the emperor - chuckled, as if my father had made a joke. "But you will have to forgive me. When mes lettre
