#Chapter112

What happens in the village stays in the village

Talus' POV

I shook hands with the Sul. A smile spread widely on his face. He was happy. I had won his Suldom back for him. He still wore the bandage on his arm and I noticed he winced once in a while. His long black hair was tied into a bun and he was graced in a purple robe.

The morning was calm and birds soared in the air chirping. Isalo and Janos both shook the Sul before they mounted their horses. I sent him a curt nod and climbed Dracula. Gripping the reins, I glanced back. Dalfean soldiers...