Chapter 42 Behind Every Villain Is A Story
- I was in the year 15 BC again or probably before that. How did I know? The horses, the dressing style and of course everything in particular.
- "You are not in the past, this is more like a dream. Your dream." Arkalis voice came from behind me.
- "How and why are you in my dream?" I raised an eyebrow staring at him attentively wondering if this is another mind game of Abaddon.