His Regret: Her Rebirth
They were using fear and whispers to tear us apart.
My blade felt slower and heavier with each strike, as if the shadows themselves were taunting me. Members of the council screamed and fell all around me, some to wolves, others to visions that only they could see.
However, I continued to stare at Xenia.
She had a storm of fire that was stunning, amazing, and terrifying. She was taller, smarter, and more menacing than any queen I had ever vowed to be. But she was being fed by the shard, gods.
We might all be done if she touched it, if she claimed it.
Bab Populer