Chapter 132: Speak To The Northerners

"They’re at the gate?" Esme murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as her eyes widened in bewilderment.

Suddenly, Thadius’s laughter cut through the tension, the sound raw and jagged, and each chuckle was weighed down by his pain. He groaned between the laughs, but still managed to lift his gaze to Donovan, a twisted sneer forming on his bloodstained lips.