(A/N: This chapter is written in the first person perspective).
I was there.
Two months after meeting King Edricus and the man whom the Deities ordained as a vessel for Quintess, Rayn, I was standing there, gritting my teeth and steeling my resolve.
I forced myself to look at it.
To savour it.
The faces that wore different expressions at this betrayal.
They eyes were nearly set ablaze with hatred.
As their bodies were bound and intoxicated with poisons no man on Aigas could withstand for single breath, I looked down them.
All three of them called upon the power heavy within their veins. The powers they were given by HIM in order to spread his agenda.
Powers that set them very close to the boundary that separated the norm and the Divine.
I knew their individual strengths and weaknesses.
I knew how much each of them trusted me.