172: The Hunt.

DABRIA'S POV:-

I was leaning against the thick wall around the boundary of the roof. My stomach sank as I saw the scene in front of my eyes. As the city was not too big, my eyes were able to see through the whole city. The people were trying to feed their children as much as they could. Before consuming the rest of the meal they had had after feeding the hungry children.

My throat felt a little sore as I tried to gulp down a massive lump in my throat. My eyes stung as the tears dared to make their ways out of my eyes. I couldn't cry. I couldn't let them flow off freely. They were not supposed to fall. I was supposed to stay strong for the sake of the legacy Queen Victoria had left for me. I had to stay strong for the sake of the future.

It hurt so bad to see the legacy of Queen Victoria. The loyal people, the creatures who still worshipped Queen Victoria, were suffering so much just because they decided to stay loyal to their beloved Queen. It was not fair at all. They didn't deserve