Naya was starting to have second thoughts about coming along with them. The more they talked about spilling blood and getting approval from Lord Rhys, the more nervous she became. She wasn't sure if she could trust them, but she had no choice but to follow them.
As they walked, she noticed that the forest was getting darker and more ominous. The trees seemed to close in around them, and the air was heavy with a feeling of foreboding. She was starting to regret her decision to come with them, but it was too late to turn back now.
She needed to help her dying sister and it seemed they were the only help she could get.
They arrived in front of a very large gate that looked like a great city, lying behind it.
Naya gaped at the sight before her. The gate was made of wrought iron, and it wa
