“You mean to claim new land?” Amoria questioned, her silver hair the only thing which seemed utterly unmoved by the wind that continued to whip around us. “The king hasn’t sanctioned-” “You answer to me, not my father,” Dragor sneered, though to my surprise, Amoria didn’t wither beneath the cold contempt in his expression. “And I assure you, the king will not question my choice in the matter when we return to the homeland not only with our target but with new lands claimed against our enemies.”
