Chapter 130 A Kingdom To Burn
- The hooded man wasn’t gone.
- Espen felt it before the messenger ever reached the gates. Before the whispers. Before the flame-cracked sigils began appearing on the far northern border.
- She stood at the top of her war tower, the wind pulling at her braid. Her hand rested on the curve of her belly—an instinct now—and her gaze sliced across the horizon.