Andrei’s POV
There was a large-scale attack on the western border of Ashmoor. Twenty-three rogues breached the perimeter at dawn. Damon lost four warriors and six civilians were injured.
My brother needed me.
I read the letter twice, then crumpled the paper in my fist. Twenty-three rogues. Four dead warriors. Six injured civilians. And Damon thought more were coming.
“I have to go back,” I said, turning to Natalia. “There’s been an attack on Ashmoor. A big one.”
Natalia’s eyes went wide as saucers. “How big?”
“Twenty-three rogues. Four of my warriors are dead.” I handed her the crumpled letter so she could read it. “Damon thinks they’re planning another assault.”
Natalia snatched the letter away, her face going pale just like mine has as she read it. When she was finished, she fold
