Chapter 65 The Belle Of The Banquet
- THIRD PERSON POV
- Heavy footsteps strode into the threshold of a certain packhouse, somewhere beyond the walls of the capital. Long, slow, and creaking with exhaustion in every step. It had been quite an eventful day—not to mention, week—for Nicholas, and he was sure this was only just the beginning.
- That night on the border that night had, admittedly, been hell.