TO BE FREE from the Alpha King, now, wasn’t that what I wanted?
So, tell me, why did it take longer for me to think when I should be saying yes from the top of my lungs? Why did it scare me to think about the possibilities of saying yes to this unknown being, who watched and observed me like I was a new species on earth? Why did it doubt me that to say yes would benefit me? Wasn’t that what I needed in the first place? To have someone offering me freedom with full help on the way?
I eyed Almon Rainpelt, the guy who everyone had almost never seen. He would command his army to make chaos in the city. Savaged villages. Took everyone as much as they could to show who held power. He would give out orders to spare women and children but then his army would make them watch as they obliterate me
