บท 228: Skullriders—First Impression

THE SUN BEAT down fiercely on Ravenna. She had been walking for hours. She was now out of the city, trekking on to the south rather than the more familiar routes east that led to the Rhobine coasts, and the Cold Sea, and the golden gates of Titans Landing were a safe distance behind her. When she turned, the sparkled in the monsoon heat.

Her knees knocked together. But she didn't stop walking. Her royal emerald dress clung in sweats to her skin and her tits were freaking inflamed under the corset. But she thought only of certain wicked amber eyes. She blinked in the hazy horizon; saw sand and sand, and few bleak, brown mountains. She had already tossed off her Iridium veils a while back, but still, it felt like she had a furnace under her skin.

She was so hot she actually burned. Her lovely porcelain flesh: signature of the offspring of Angel she was.