C289 THE NORTH KING'S AXE

The ground shook under the feet of the Young Prince. A loud boom filled the air. It was not thunder. It was the sound of the big stone gate falling over. Dust and white smoke filled the air. He could not see Aria for a second. He gripped his sword so hard his palms felt hot.

​"Aria!" he yelled. He did not care about the crown. He did not care about the laws. He only cared about the girl