The cavern had appeared out of nowhere.
“Watch your head,” The soldier kept one hand wrapped around my wrist using he’d pulled out a curved dagger with bioluminescent stones imbedded in the blade that he held out in front of him as he led me through the darkness. He’d been very forthcoming as soon as he’d started taking me to Bellos.
He was a soldier in the lower ranks of the Bellonian army, his name was too complicated for most people—his mother had wanted him to be unique—and most people called him Knox. When I asked why the King and Queen of a country I hadn’t even known existed until a few months ago were expecting me he’d quickly shut me down. His claim was that it wasn’t his place to tell.
“What was that thing I saw? It was like there was a big beast coming out of you,” The memor
