Chapter Fifty-three (Dane's POV) present Time…

It was calm – too calm, it bothered me. I knew exactly what it meant; the ominousness of the wait was so thick, I could smell it in the air. I had felt it uncountable times before – for decades now, and I knew whatever was coming was not going to be to my liking.

It had been more than a day already and Vrionis had not made any move. It was either we have succeeded in scaring him off or he was planning something big.

I hate waiting. I like to strategies and make my moves. The Northlands was duly fortified by both magic and tactical defences but I wasn’t cocky enough to think we are impenetrable. They tried to get to my little ones and enslaved a bloody guardian. Blackbeard wasn’t able to give the accurate number of the invaders for some reason and I still haven’t figured out what that ballon was for.

I have so many questions and I didn’t;ike that I don’t have answers. I haven’t forgotten he has the Eastlanders as allies and the Eastlands made Saraya. Who knew if they have another