"Queen Heveneth, will you abide? Or is the Crimson Moon to regard the Floral Domain an enemy from henceforth?"
"In which case, we are willing to return your royal token and leave your territory immediately. But best be certain on what it means to make an enemy of the Crimson Moon" Darren said in a dark tone.
Queen Heveneth's expression was grim but Darren knew the Fairy Queen knew it as clearly as everyone else did...it was not a question of if she was willing to abide, it was a question of having to abide.
The Floral Domain owed a great debt to the Crimson Moon, each domain did for the dark war which would have brought their end had been won by the efforts and sacrifices of the Crimson Wolves.
As unscrupulous and dishonest as the fairies were known to be, an ancient blood vow made by their ancestors was one not even they were daring enough to defy.
