Chapter 41: Dark force
"Milady, stop worrying. Our generals will handle the issue in that village," Gloria recommended while brushing Ren’s hair, trying to send her to bed early. But it was impossible not to think about it. Who attacked the village? Did anybody get hurt? And why would someone do that?
"She is right, Luna Ren. That village is close to the gold mine; it is common to hear of thieves attacking."
Ren showed no exterior sign of improvement. Thegara’s borders were so weak that thieves could attack, loot the gold mine, and kill villagers. This was common knowledge. But this land wasn’t easy to enter. Those thieves could be coming from the deserts of the southeast or the north. Ren’s spine shuddered at the thought of the North. If it wasn’t for that massive river behind the mountain range, Thegara would have been attacked by those dead creatures. Thegara didn’t only share borders with Alvonia but also with Ice Land in the Northwest. Thankfully, the river and mountains stood between them.
"Everyone is afraid of His Grace. How daring are they to attack and cause such damage?"
"Empty stomachs, habit, power, and irritation, maybe!"
Ren looked at the doorway and winced. Her husband was standing in the dark, arms folded against his chest, looking at her. When did he come back? Neither of them had heard the slightest noise, not even Arkilla. He was moving around like a ghost.
Arkilla bowed her head and excused herself, clawing at Gloria’s arm and placing the comb in Ren’s hands.
"Good night, Your Majesty."
She pulled Gloria out with her.