My father stood there, his gaze expressionless and hard, the mask of the Savage King firmly lining his features and nothing but contempt oozing from him as he waited for me to board his vessel. “What is this?” I hissed, holding my ground as I stared at the creature who I knew couldn’t really be a relative of mine. “Your chance to cross,” Hail replied gravely, waving a hand at the small space beside him on the raft. “If you can face the cost of passage.”
Wha???!!
