AYLETH
She heard the shrieking and startled, instinctively grabbing the door to rush out and see what was happening.
But then she caught herself. Male voices rose in shock and warning, while more women screamed. If one of the Kingdoms was attempting to invade, or take another royal, she was good to be out from under the eyes of the attackers.
She was also cornered. It would only take a soldier with initiative to find her and she wouldn't be able to fight her way out if there was more than one of them.
Her heart raced and her hands began to shake as the abject terror she'd felt years earlier when the men appeared in her bedchamber were overwhelming, her mind drifting back to that night—no!
No! she shook her head and clenched her fists. She was no longer that helpless, coddled babe that she had been. Thanks to Falek.
Where the shitting hell was Falek?
