11
HALEY
Melantha and her army will be here in a matter of weeks,” Keradoc said. “Perhaps even sooner than that.”
“Do you still think we have a chance? Against Darkwinter and Melantha and her army?”
His eyebrow arched at the mention of “we,” but he still didn’t call me out. Didn’t need to. He’d baited the trap, and I’d leaped right into it.
We both knew I was in this for the long haul now, come what may.
Oddly, as much as I’d hated the fact that he’d seen through my facade, it was almost a relief that he knew. That I knew.
Yes, I was a prisoner. An unwilling hostage.
But I was also a fighter. A defender. A witch who wouldn’t turn her back on the people she cared for, even if one of them was a vicious warlord.
Yeah… That therapist? I would definitely be putting her kids through col
