A Court of Roses and Ice | ✔️

27 - Ꭺ ᏟᎪᏙᎬ

The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.

ᎾSIᏒIS ᏦIᏒҬh -

4.

It's been four of my ambushes, each 2 weeks apart.

It's been about two months since I have tasted Zharians blood on my tongue.

She won't give it to me.

And I'm not going to take it from her.

I slide off my dragon, Cletz, and land on the sand of Delhari's Coast.

After I ambush Delhari, I go to Lleina.

My army already fights with Delhari's.

Delhari is the least strong of the sister islands, yet have the creatures most ready to fight.

But just because they are ready doesn't mean they are good at it.

Alastor stands at the front doors of Delhari's palace and I smile, waving at him before pulling out my sword.

Usually Alastor is too chicken to fight, but with my eyes set on him, he knows he can't escape my wrath this time.

I charge, immediately swinging my sword and slicing open his side. He screams, his hands rushing to press on the wound.

" Come on Alastor, fight like a man. "

" A man? Im more than a fucking man. " He growls, taking out his own sword.

" Someone didn't get the right education, " I whisper loud enough for him to hear, "Rapists are way lower then men. "

" I don't rape. Girls beg for me. They beg to be filled with me. "

" You wish. " He swings, catching my elbow.

Our swords clang as we each swing, some hits hitting and others not.

" I don't have to wish. I have it. " He says.

" You've made Zharian beg for you? I doubt that. "

He just smiles, and my smirk falters.

" I have. Shes begged for me a few times. "

A few times?

I could have her begged ' a few times ' in a few minutes. But in a years relationship?

" Had she begged for you? " He redirects and I clench my jaw. " Didn't think so. "

I grit my teeth, swinging hard and getting him directly in the first cut, cutting it much deeper.

" Mother fucker! " He screams, charging at me.

I grip him and throw him to the floor, the tip of his sword stabs my stomach, I grunt, stomping my foot on his ribcage.

He wheezes, his hands clawing at his chest.

" See you later, Alastor. " I smile, running off to the coast.

I dive into the ocean, the salty water biting into my wounds.

Cletz comes up under me and I ride on his back as we make our way to Lleina.

On Cletz, the fly is much faster, and we make it in only 10 minutes.

My wounds are only partially healed, my clothes stained with blood.

I slide off Cletz behind the palace, my army charges.

Lleina's horn blows signalling an attack, and I wait for Zharian.

She comes out, Sword drawn and I smile.

She stares at me for a few seconds. " You look like shit. " She says, pointing her sword at me.