Chapter 41: Home At Last

Drake struggles against the hold of the stranger. He tries to slip his head through the man’s arm, but the grip is only tightened, choking him further. He reaches to his left side to grab his dagger, but he is yanked back, his arm flailing.

“I told you,” the shadow seethes, “Not to even try.”

“Unhand me,” Drake commands, annoyance bursting in his chest. Who does this man believe he is?

“You’re used to giving orders, aren’t you, Prince Drake.” The stranger’s breath is hot against Drake’s ear causing a shiver to shoot down into his stomach. He grimaces at the stirring in his chest as his name is spoken.

“Milord,” Junet gasps as she enters the tent. She opens her mouth once more, to scream, but another figure appears behind her, a long black robe enshrouding his features.

“Rowan, that is enough. I believe you have made your point,” the new stranger growls out. His teeth glint in the fire light, his eyes flashing yellow.