NARRATOR

ONE MONTH LATER…

The cold night wind whipped through Theron’s dark hair.

His eyes, as cool and sharp as his father Elliot’s, the current Regent of the Elemental Realm, stared at the distant mountains.

The former Dukes of Everhart now controlled every inch of land in this realm that had once been hidden and protected by darkness.

The pounding of hooves over the forest grass thudded in his ears.

The animal ran hard under the moonlight, carrying him to roam the wide tracts around his duch