Previous chapter:
Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Four - Doesn’t Look Like Much
PREVIEW
... ely not free," Amaryllis said. She had her wings crossed and beak turned upwards. The fact that Amaryllis was taller than the village head probably made her all the more intimidating.
We had relocated from the field the Beaver had landed in to the village head's house, right in the middle of town. Well, not so much his house as his front porch.
The village head was an older gentleman, a farmer by the name of Eikon Saddleson that looked like he had spent most of his life in the fi ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE



























