Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

Trisha’s P.O.V

It took a while for his words to register, but when it did, I was about ready to strangle him to death myself.

“You’re planning on going to the Elder’s Court?” I asked even though I already knew the answer. “Do you really want to die that badly?”

“I’m afraid I’d be dead either way.” Damien gave me a sarcastic smile. “Might as well go down trying.”

“You think this is funny?” I asked through gritted teeth, trying to put up an angry front so that Damien wouldn’t know what was going on inside me. “You’re putting the entire race’s future on the line here! Everyone in the land looks up to you; trusts you to protect them! What happens to all those people? What happens to all the centuries that you’ve ruled over them with promises of a better future?” What happens to me