Fallon twisted the dagger again from behind and came closer. He whispered in her ear.
"The end is the way I want it to be. The Queen will live. The King will have his heir. The Kingdom of Tarnan will flourish. I will make sure of it."
"Fallon. I am your sister." Calandra choked. She was in so much pain that it was unbearable to speak. She had just recovered from the wound Davina had given her, and her own brother opened those wounds.
"You are a stranger who gets on my nerves." Fallon snapped. His eyes were filled with water, red lines appeared on the corners but he did not blink, afraid if he did then his tears would leak and stain his pride.
Fallon started chanting the spell Althea had given. Calandra's pale face turned horrified. She struggled against him. The pain from the dagge
