Eliza’s POV
“He’s dead?” I gasped looking at Morgan slumped on the ground, his body lifeless.
The expression on my father’s face was a mixture of anxiety and relief. He enveloped me into his arms and lifted me up.
“Thank the stars that you are safe and ok. I was so worried.” He exclaimed, his voice was muffled against my shoulder and I clung to him.
My brother stood slightly behind us and his wide eyes taking in the scene. “What happened Eliza? We saw the storm and we knew it wasn’t just a normal storm.” His eyes snapped towards Yelda.
I let go of my father and wiped my eyes from my cheeks, forcing a smile. “Father, Brother, I am fine. We have dealt with Morgan. He won’t be a problem for us now.” I said.
Rylan slipped an arm around my waist and smiled at me. “Yes, Princess Eliz
