Chapter 121 What Comes For A Kingdom
- The storms came early that morning.
- Clouds rolled black across the skies, casting a silver glow over the battlements as rain spit from the heavens like warning. Mikko stood on the highest tower with his cloak pulled tight, eyes fixed on the horizon. His dragon circled above, massive and restless, sending gusts of wind through the air with every pass.
- It wasn’t the weather that had him tense.