Chapter 56

Cressida

I had smelled him all the way from the houses we drove past after the drawbridge. He sniffed the air deeply and let out an annoyed sigh. I had disrespected him by needing help to kneel, and I closed my eyes shut, unable to move.

“Flesh of my blood.” He growled, his unnaturally deep voice shaking the very core of my soul with a ferocity I had never experienced before. I felt his eyes on us