Tavek felt off.
He gloomily stared into the vast nothingness of the wasteland. He was supposed to be helping fortify the barrier, against another Forxard attack but…
A week has gone by since the Forxard attack and his thing with Robin. Although things have changed in the castle Mowari, his people have accepted and looked to him as their future king. He was feeling…
Oh, who was he fooling?
She was ignoring him and he didn’t know what to do about it or the possessive feelings that were churning within him.
“I think we should assign more soldiers to the wastelands. If they patrol once a day we can…” Don said next to him. Tavek shook himself. He needed to concentrate; he had even forgotten he was there.
“No. The wasteland is too harsh. We will be wasting soldiers. They wouldn’t be
