©Novel Buddy
Previous chapter:
Chapter 1: It Only Happens in the North
Next chapter:
Chapter 3: A Stranger’s Hand
PREVIEW
... oked golden and unconquerable, but tension twisted beneath the shining surface.
Beyond the southern hills, the Western Kingdom’s banners - black and ash, a wolf crowned in thorns - kept creeping closer, swallowing border towns one by one.
The South was bleeding. Slowly, quietly. And soon, bleeding would no longer be enough.
The South needed help.
Killan stood at the tower’s edge, dark hair stirring in the hot wind. His gray eyes were narrowed on the distant haze, ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE



























