Savul without thinking twice took Don's body. His minister, Bigoten was like fire.
I didn't care about them. All that mattered to me was the lives of those I loved.
We were led to a hall, waiting for the gid to come and have his seat on the throne.
"What is the next step?" Lashuka asked me while gazing at the old giants and old imps that were attending in the hall.
"I am waiting, I don't know what would you do! By the way, I didn't ask you to follow me to death."
I said coldly.
"I am standing by your side."
He remarked.
"I don't want that!" My eyes still were on those members of Savul court.
"You are stubborn and I am patient."
She peeked at me and I grasped that look.
"You don't even like me but what clue told you that I am your bride?"
Lashuka did not answer me as the noises lowered and Savul entered. He was wearing a fine embroidered robe. Bigoten was walking behind him.
