Chapter Twenty-Three – A little dragon queen.
He’d surely live to meet her again, she’d regret their next meeting. He hoped she’d like his surprise.
The young woman turned and looked at him, “Wait, you’re the Cold Prince, eh?” she had a heavy voice. One that the cold prince couldn’t believe sounded nice to him.
He said nothing so she shrugged and ran off.
While his eyes were still on the path Margaret had disappeared to. A wolf jumped on one of his soldiers snapping off his head off.
He drew back his sister and started fending off the animals.
Margaret had never left. She stayed back making sure that these strangers were killed off.
But how did those wolves become less vile? Or was the prince too much for them? She’d never seen a prince so she stayed back to see this one.
Fro
