Chapter One Hundred Twenty Seven
A fire mage's evil intent is strong, strong enough to kill.
Third Person’s Point of View
Click clack.
It was nothing but a sound of the boots that hit the tiled floor, but it made everyone quiver in their feet. To the quiet and heavy atmosphere around the palace, the sound of her boots hitting was enough to shake everyone to their core. Never had one of the staff inside the palace felt the darkness that looms over the royal persecutor’s wife. Still, to see her covered in blood with the Enchanted Forest's guardian in tow behind her, all were aware that she was not an ordinary she-wolf.
The wolf paused, sensing an overwhelming power drawing near her.
It took her some time to realize what was happening before she made way. Her eyes moved to the door,
