Previous chapter:
Chapter 6: Small men have great shadows(end)
Next chapter:
Chapter 8: Blood feud(2)
PREVIEW
... the principality of Arlania, loomed just a few kilometers ahead, but it seemed worlds away from this bustling military encampment.
Flanking each tents were obviously also torches , at least three to each one.
The thick smoke from these countless fires seemed to build a grey bridge towards the sky , as if they were trying to reach the gods
"Arlania's is like a brothel, at the first sign of coin or sword, you will find their doors more open than a flower in the morning sun ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE