Chapter Two Hundred-Fifty – Madness
Sorren watched as the Black Claws Warriors returned to the pack, with sullen expressions.
They had probably anticipated a thrilling battle, and he had planned to give them one, but the people he saw didn't look like they had the energy.
It's strange they're still talkative for such a malnourished bunch, and while he didn't care about their lives, he knew they'd be greatly reduced if a battle occurred.
Princess Laurel wouldn't appreciate that.
Sorren searched for his brother, who'd been conversing with the Elder about what to expect from the Green Valleys' Princess and what not to expect.
Sorren felt he was being worried about the pack stressing Laurel too much. Green Valleys could comfortably provide for these pack. They were very little.
