Chapter 225 Word Of The Lost (2)
- I dropped the red flower I’d been twisting. Thinking how it resembled the fiery shade of her eyes, the day she’d gone. It fell to the ground and Liam stepped before us. Crushing it underfoot. “Aren’t you supposed to be training my son, Commander?”
- I felt the hatred cross my features as I looked up at the hard features of the man I hated. “Indeed.”
- I rose. Dusting off my pants and lifting my sword.