Blood Stained Walls

His eyes, red with rage, scanned through the group of men who had their weapons targeted at him. There were about twenty of them — a measly number — and none of them had any sort of crystals attached to their bodies. Or at least, it wasn't visible.

That was wonderful news. Magic users would be a little trickier, but there was nothing and no one who could stand in Orion's way right now.

Elowyn shifted slightly in bed, her eyebrows furrowing even while unconscious. It was a small movement, and a whimper left her lips, most likely due to the pain. Orion's expression softened as he turned back and pressed a tender kiss to his mistress's forehead. Her eyebrows smoothened out quickly after, and Orion adjusted the blanket a little higher so she would catch a cold.

"King Godwin truly thinks too highly of himself," Orion said with a cold, joyless chuckle. "Does he truly think that mere ordinary men can measure against me?"