Living the 3 R's – Reading, Writing, Reviewing
There was only one other person she had trusted to care for this little warrior. The man that was responsible for the babe being here in the first place. Little Kaylub would need a protector until she was ready to take on the gods themselves.
Either way, this was the day I had been trained to withstand. An experience unlike any other I’ve had before. Different from any other who stood in this hall have experienced. This was to be the last day anyone’s eyes would fall upon my naked face for the foreseeable future.
“From both the king and myself, we thank you for your service,” the captain stated as he stepped into them. Both gasping as daggers made of shifran were thrust up under their ribcage and into their hearts. Painless, Captain Salvotiis thought as he pulled his blood-soaked blades from his guards. Their bodies falling heavily to…