-Laelia-
I must have lost consciousness or something, because when I finally woke up, I found myself in a strange room with the last person that I wanted to see. I glared at him, even though he had his side turned to me as he sat there, at the desk which I remembered the old king, Ashes’s father had always sat behind. He had a lot of papers in front of him, and a quill in his hand he used to scribble something with. Maybe his signature? It didn’t matter. I slowly moved my hand down hoping to find my brother’s sword attached to me, but it wasn’t there! I quickly sat up from the couch I was lying on, even though the world started to spin, and looked for the sword.
“Looking for this?” my uncle asked.
I turned to him and saw him holding up my brother’s sword. Out of instinct, I tried to rea
