C189 Sun'er

"If Egil is dead, I swear the Hanson family, including you, Evelyn, will pay the price!" Barbara's declaration wasn't in Vriudron, but in her native tongue. Her cadence was slow, her tone reminiscent of a medieval witch's curse.

Evelyn struggled to her feet, her hand reaching for her neck, slick with Egil's blood.

"Grandfather!" Evelyn's cry was heart-wrenching