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Is it safe?

Penulis: Nelly Writes
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-28 20:38:25

ZARIA'S POV

From my hidden spot on the dark balcony, I watched the Bloodmoon convoy completely fall apart.

Garrick stumbled backward, his boots slipping on the icy cobblestones. Without saying a single word to defend himself, Garrick scrambled back onto his massive black horse. He pulled the reins so hard the horse reared up in a panic. Then, he turned around in defeat.

The rest of his warriors followed his lead immediately. They looked absolutely terrified.

They rode out of the pavilion with
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