My name is Themis and I am not supposed to be alive. 
I survived the hunt which a maiden had not survived for hundreds of years and now I am saddled with a husband. 
Waves from both the empire and outside the empire are coming. I might be dead at the end but I will try my best to be alive. 
I will use everything in my arsenal. 
Including my gift of prophesy. Even if the gift will get me killed. 
My name is Themis and this is my story.

Legacy: one made out of blood

　　I left the stables when it was close to noon to continue practicing on my target that was when I saw Elison besides it.


　　“Go away.” I said in greeting to Elison who nodded.


　　“Good morning to you too. I see that you are sharing the same amazing deposition with your husband.”


　　“Then share in his not mine.”  I growled at Elison who shook his head.


　　“Both of you are angry, what happened.”  Elison said as I paused in strapping on the scabbard to look at him in shock.


　　“Orel is angry, what gave him the right to be.” I demanded.


　　“I don’t know, that is why I want you to tell me.” Elison said as I shook my head.


　　“I don’t know why he is angry.”


　　“Then why are you angry.” He asked.


Chapter 22