Chapter 76 – Whispers of Dominion
(The Seer's POV)
The trees bent for me when I walked.
Not because I commanded them but because they remembered me. Old roots never forget whose blood was spilled on their soil. Mine had watered these lands once before. I had left this place in exile and I swore I would never return.
But now, I was back.
Not as an outcast or a sister.
But as dominion.
The hunters trailed behind me with heavy and impatient steps. Men scarred with sigils etched into their skins and and wolves bred to kill. They thought they had me in their hands. They thought they owned me.
Fools.
They had no idea who was truly in charge.
One of the hunters, a broad-shouldered man with with a patch on his left eye stepped closer. "Seer," he spat the title like it stung his tongue. "You promised us the Moonblood. Where is she?"
