Yet again, the days passed by, and Bella couldn't help but frown as she remembered the fact that Amon had to go south to personally lead their troops to clean up a few monsters there. Not that she was worried he'd be in danger, of course. In fact, she was pretty sure that he would have helped in the form of the mages sent by King Ezekiel. No, instead, she was more worried about the fact that her fertile days were coming up, and she wouldn't have him by her side to do the deed while they had this window of opportunity.
And the worst part was that he refused to allow her to go with him.
"How many times do I have to tell you no, Bella?" Amon sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "It's dangerous, and you don't even have to be there."
"But I want to be there," she pouted. "And don't tell me that I can't fight. I can hold my own just fine if need be."
