Their silver hooves sprayed glowing slivers in the grass, a magnificent carpet for the esteemed princess of the Hemmed Land. Oganna held on to her stallion’s reins with one hand while clasping Avenger’s handle with her other. Her glowing silver dress fell gracefully over the horse’s rump as she r...
The strength of her youth was reaching its peak now, for she had passed her seventeenth birthday. She slipped her blade around the woman’s neck and held it gently against the jugular. “Surrender?” “Most definitely.” Laura bowed and backed away. “Well done.” Caritha stepped from the ring of trees ...