Kingdom of Ash

He didn’t bother to tell them that he wasn’t
their general. It wouldn’t matter what the hell
he was called in a few hours anyway.
Yet Lysandra remained at his side. Made
no move to run.
“Please,” he said to her.
Lysandra only linked her fingers through
his in silent answer. And challenge.
His heart cracked at that refusal. At the
hand, shaking and cold, that clung to his.
He squeezed her fingers tightly, and did not
let go as he faced his commanders. “We—”
“Wyverns from the north!”
The screamed warning shattered down the
battlements, and Aedion and Lysandra ducked
as they whirled toward the attack coming at
their backs.
Thirteen wyverns raced from the
Staghorns, plunging toward the city walls.
And as they shot toward Orynth, people