HEIR OF LIGHT
The priestess waited for him to recover, idly picking her nails, glancing at him once he stood,
“Hear my words detok, for they come straight from the lips of the winter father” she started as the army took and knee, same with detok,
“You detok, heir to both the winter and summer thrones has fallen short in the eyes of the rulers of both courts, particularly in my eyes for the thoughts of herandra matters little to me, you will have one chance to absolve yourself of this shame you have soiled me with. You will travel alone to the gates of artemon, there you will slay the prince and present his head to me as an act of apology, then and only then will I consider you my heir once again.”