Chapter 40- A Munn Rune
EDITED.
"They thought they could silence me, but my voice is the thunder that precedes the storm; their reckoning is at hand." ~Araneae Ruber
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HEATH WAS left stunned, standing in place. He hadn't even held the umbrella that Luella forced into his torso. It had landed on the floor once, nothing stopped it from falling.
"Your Highness," Brant called. He had come to his side once he saw Lady Luella enter back into the hall.
He had hastened his steps more so when he had greeted her as she strutted closer to him, and she didn't stop to reply to his greeting, but passed by like she hadn't noticed him. Brant then looked back to know where she was coming from. It was then he realized something had conspired between the both of them.
"Your Highness," He whispered solemnly as he noticed the umbrella on the floor, and bent to pick it.
