ENID

I AM NOT XIMENA!

The urgent meeting that evening plagued my mind. No matter how hard I tried, I could get my mind off the threat that was looming, lurking somewhere around.

The Outlanders.

They were close. Their threats were becoming visible and more viable as days went by. They were increasing in size and strength. They were growing fearless and wild. Enough reason for the elders to make my Kingship official.

My gaze dropped to Mildred and she was greedily forking an oyster into her mouth. She looked relaxed now that there was something to focus on.

The dress she wore made it hard for Chase to wander...