Twenty Eight

Finn.

I made my way riding my horse as I trailed my mother’s movement, I had to stop her. Since she wanted the rogue so badly, I could hand him over to her. After all I was the one who had released him, I wouldn’t do that if I didn’t have a plan. After half an hour of riding, I found exactly want I was looking for. “They must have headed south,” I muttered.

I rode as fast as I could, and finally, I got to her. “Mom, where are you going to?” I asked crossing her part to stop her from moving any further, looking at me she giggled, “I wasn’t expecting to see you. It seems the Intel reached you faster than I had expected.”

Hearing this made me chuckle, “You were running so fast, hoping I wouldn’t get to you right? I never knew you were this afraid of me but you can go against the old man.”

She guffawed, “I don’t go against your father, and it’s just that he feels refusing me, is a sin. He can’t turn down my request.” She had a happy smile when she spoke about him. “But you can. My charms