They went down in a withering dance of fire, their screams echoing in the street. It didn’t budge. XXX He pulled again. “There’s always a price too great, even for whores.” King Dreus sighed. Through the hail of fists, he yelled, “I am Zander Fredeon of the Great Forest, honored consul of the Highlands, and I demand to see your superior officer!”
The captain of the guard whipped his head around. Power. The room was incredibly extravagant, adorned with statues and chandeliers all the way down it’s immense length. “I am Yavara Tiadoa, princess of The Highlands. Make Zander remove it!”
The captain turned toward Zander. The captain’s hand ventured to his sword. “She’s lying!” Brock growled, “She fucking sold us out! “Your Highness.” He said, and with two words and a gesture, gave credence to my claim.
