Chapter 95

~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~

~Inner Court, The King's Palace~

"Who dares to attack Coldshore?!" Holdred demanded, red bleeding into the whites of his eyes.

"Monsters," Cederic supplied quietly, ripping the crown off his head. "They have breached the first gates, I'm going out to fight."

"Cederic!" Holdred shot to his feet in a bid to stop his son but the Crown Prince was already halfway to the doors of the banquet hall.

"Dearest, what's the matter?" Myla reached out for her husband.

The lines on Holdred's face were more pronounced as he took his wife's delicate hands. "We seemed to have run into a bit of trouble it seems." He gently said to her, squeezing her hands.

The occupants of the banquet hall were starting to murmur amongst themselves, going silent when their King faced them.