(Doris’ POV)
“What should we do?” Eason's voice was dimmed by his quivered lips.
“We wait for the right time,” I whispered to him.
“The right time?” A deed scoff traveled through his throat. “Until we are all dead?” He questioned, and I turned to him with a cold glare.
His face fell to the ground, he still couldn't confront me, yet he dares talk back at me?
Fear!
A smile played on my lips and Reya noticed it.
“What is so funny, leader? Having your warriors killed must have been so pleasing for you to see.” She whined in a hoarse voice.
“You should take care of that. A lady is meant to talk like a lady,” I smirked my lips to a corner and rage marred her face.
She slapped me hard across the face, which only made me laugh at her soft and easy it was to tease her.
She clenched her fi
