A Kingdom Of Courage And Cruelty (The Levanthria Series Book 3) by A.P Beswick

Author:A.P Beswick [Beswick, A.P]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.P Beswick Publications
Published: 2023-04-05T23:00:00+00:00

21

MORGANA

I cannot shake my nightmare from my thoughts as I sit eating chopped fruit the maids have prepared for my breakfast. It has been years since my dreams reminded me of the night I lost my family, the night my father was slaughtered and my sister taken by the Barbaraqs. To this day I do not know the name of my rescuer, the man who led the soldiers that saved the survivors of the attack. Being orphaned at a young age showed me exactly how cruel this world can be; it helped mould me into the person I am today. One that refuses to grow close to people. If I don’t become attached, it will not affect me when they pass to the afterlife.

“Lord Wistler is here,” a young guard announces to the room. The snake enters, his purple silk tunic reminding me of everything that is wrong with this man. He parades around in his fineries whilst letting this kingdom fall into ruin, allowing this castle to fall into disrepair.

“Morgana, how are you on this fine morning?”

There is something different about the coward today. Usually he is a quivering wreck of a person, afraid to challenge his own shadow.

“What has brought you to be in such a fine mood?” I ask, finishing the final piece of jarjoba fruit.

“Nothing in particular.” Wistler smirks as if reminiscing on something. He lifts a piece of fruit from the table and takes a bite from a vibrant green apple with an audible crunch. “Have you heard from your pet yet? How is he doing with the little errand you sent him on. What was his name again?”

“Orjan? Last I heard he was already gaining favour with the Wyverns.” I only have Sparrow’s word on this matter, as Orjan’s correspondences have been rather vague and inconsistent.

“Oh?” Wistler says, making a face.

I roll my eyes. “What is it?”

“It’s just, that isn’t what I heard.” He moves awkwardly as he pulls a chair out from under the table. I find it strange how he goes from walking in with confidence to suddenly being the Wistler that I am more accustomed to. “Word has reached me this morning that the Wyverns despise him, even though he does as they bid, like an obedient dog.” Wistler pours himself some tea and calmly brings the cup to his lips to take an overly loud sip. The way he eats and drinks is as if he were not taught the etiquette of a nobleman.

“What do you mean? Where did you hear this?” I am surprised by my own reaction. It is as if I feel a semblance of concern for a monster that I barely even know.

“Lady Morgana, I still have my own eyes and ears in the streets of Eltera,” Wistler answers, leaning back in his chair. “My messenger tells me that Orjan is nothing more than entertainment for the Wyverns. He hands out punishment in the pits to those who have wronged the Wyverns. They have even given him a new name.

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