Chapter11

#Chapter11

The ally

Talus' POV

I held my head up as I marched to the double door. The guard posted at both side stomped a feet and pushed it open. Everyone in the throne room rose as I made my presence known. The elders bowed their head when I approached them. At the corner, a man with a crown stood erect with two soldiers mounted behind him. Those soldiers weren't Dalfean soldiers. They wore no armor but had their hands on their hilts. The man in between them had black long hair stopping at his shoulders and he was neatly shaven.

Tamara was on her feet, her hands before her. Fontus was next to her, his hands behind his back. My guts didn't trust the man. There was this awkward vibe he was giving me. Janos sided the queen, his broad arms crossed.

I reached my throne and turned to face the elders. Sitting down, I exhaled. They dropped to their seats.