Aurelia
"It's the king's army," Maddox muttered as a never-ending line of armed guards filled out of the trees toward us.
They wore matching black tactical with a red design on the front and held high-powered rifles pointed at us.
Maddox and Jaxson cautiously lowered their rifles to the ground before holding their hands out in front of them, surrendering to the guards.
I didn't move from my position behind Maddox and Jaxson, still feeling anxious since the guards did not lower their weapons.
They were on high alert as they assessed us and the dead bodies that littered the ground.
"The rebels went north from here about five minutes ago," Maddox stated.
"How do we know you're not part of their group?" One of the guards asked skeptically.
Before Maddox could reply, a deep, author
