Grimshaw's POVI sat on the edge of the bed, unwrapping another candy from the bowl I bought at the hotel front desk. My eyes were glued on the TV, but my mind was wandering.It had been five days since I left Lord Veron's office. Six days of aimless drifting. Five days of agony.Two teams chased a puck across the ice on the TV. From the way commentator's voice constantly rose, I could tell it was a big game. I chewed slowly, watching the two players collide against the boards, and immediately drop their sticks to fight each other.I sighed and flipped the channel.A news anchor sat behind her desk, rolling off numbers about the number of people who have left the city. A headline flashed on the screen. Dracthari Fears Spread Across the Realm.The feed cut to a man on the street. I could tell he was a farmer from his hat, boots and dirty pants."I saw two of them deep in the woods. Tall, huge. Their skins aren't like ours. They have skins of metal. My grandfather told me stories about
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