Meeting Xikouth

Xikouth’s voice was dripped with icicles. The way he spoke chilled her to the marrow. She was terrified. So many shenanigans were going on and she felt like she was in the center of them. Why was everything linked to her? Why did her father marry Lyrie? Her skin was clammy and she could feel tremors in her hands and fingers. In order to hide it, she clutched the hem of her shirt. The sound of her heartbeat thrashed in her ears. Her facial muscle tensed. She knew something was off with her stepmother but she didn’t expect her to be so twisted that she sacrificed her, like threw her in the depths of the river. She started having such high regard for Vargauz that her eyes filled with tears. A lump formed in her throat. He didn’t think twice to sacrifice his life in order to save her.

Xikouth tilted his face to watch her expressions turn from that of terror to pain to anger.

She glared at him as sudden anger filled her mind. What was this man doing here if the mission was accomplished? W