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Torund angled his axe toward the moonlit sky. “We have no rooms available, and food is scarce after the dragons depleted our resources.”
Helian’s jaw dropped. “The dragons?”
“Your father’s army.” Torund angled the end of the axe protruding from his head toward the sea. “They ate everything in sight before traveling southward.”
Oh no. This wasn’t good. What were the dragons doing this far south?
“Fuck.” Helian dragged a hand down his face. This is my fault, he projected to me and Ash. I left them without a leader.
You had no choice, I answered back while taking his hand. They wouldn’t have accepted you while you were demon possessed.
“Why don’t they return to Peloponese?” Helian asked. “There are more resources there.”
Torund’s top lip pulled back in a snarl. “They defected after your father went mad.”
Ash sucked in a sharp breath.
Helian staggered back as if he’d been struck. “My father is dead.”
Torund arched his one brow. “Your father lives.”
Ash curled his hands into claws and let out a series of curses, each more vile than the next. “That’s impossible,” he said on a rumble, his shifter voice taking over. “We shredded him to pieces.”
Torund slapped his wide palm with the flat part of his hammer. “His mage used necromancy to resurrect him.”
What?
Ash tilted his head toward the sky, his nose lengthening as he let out a howl.
The color drained from Helian’s face.
Not knowing how else to comfort them, I squeezed my mates’ arms. I was too numb from shock to do anything else.
“That’s not Fachnan,” Shiri hissed. “Selig resurrected a demon.”
Helian clenched his hair by the roots. “I should’ve returned to Peloponese.”
“What could you have done?” I asked him. “That demon in your father’s body would’ve had you killed.”
“All the citizens fled Peloponese and have scattered across the countryside.” Torund nodded toward the city behind him. “Many have sought refuge here.”
No wonder they didn’t have room.
“What if my wyverns caught enough fish for us and even some for you?” I asked the cyclops.
Torund shook his head. “There are no fish in these waters. The dragons ate them all.”
“My wyverns will find some.” I infused a note of confidence into my voice. From what I’d observed, wyverns were excellent at fishing. They would prevail. They had to. “I will also grow your town new crops of fresh grains and vegetables, ready to pick and store before the dragons come back.”
A wave of excited murmurs rose up among the crowd.
“You can do that?” Torund asked me.
I nodded. “I’ve done it before.” I ignored the fact that my magic had slowed. It would take longer to manifest, but I wouldn’t let it deter me.
“Our mate is a white witch.” Helian draped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me to his side. “Her magic is more powerful than anything you’ve ever seen.”
“I can even heal your head.” I pointed toward Torund’s axe. “Wouldn’t you like it to come out?”
