Chapter Three Hundred-Ninety-Six – Rage
Stefan tilted his head, wondering what Laurel was trying to do as she stood in a menacing position. She wouldn't try to take down all the Leader's guards would she?
Her level of unhinge had begun to bother him but what bothered him more was that the children weren't even with her.
The Leader of Kleon grabbed a spear from his guards and walked to her. "Princess of Green Valleys! You better stop here or things will get ugly!"
Elma growled loudly, trashing his threats. She spotted the weakest guard and broke his mind link.
"Apologize." Laurel said calmly, as opposing to Elma's violent state. "Apologize or things will get ugly. You also have to compensate for your official's foolishness or I'd use my alliance with Damancas wrongly."
The guard she spoke to shook in fear, before turning to the leader of Kleon and informing him of what was said.
