It was dark and cold as he marched through the camp with her in his arms.
Most people were asleep, but they passed a few guards, who gave them questioning looks. Kronos, however, couldn’t care less. He was very very angry.
Someone tried to hurt Keila, no, not just hurt her, they tried to kill her. He didn’t think someone would dare to try such a thing.
She was shaking in his hold, but he had to admit, he was impressed. Thank gods she managed to defend herself. Defeating an armed man wasn’t something he thought she could do, but then again she told him she had some training.
He shook his head, these thoughts were not important right now. He had to know who did this and he had to take care of her. She looked so fragile in his hold, her face buried in his chest.
Keila had no idea where
