Dominating The Exile - Chapter 22: Silk and Blood

... riot arrived at the palace gates. Glimmering with runes of protection and pulled by two spectral lions whose eyes burned blue like trapped stars, it was a vehicle fit for royalty—and possibly war.

Renji sat at the edge of the chariot, fingers tapping against the hilt of his blade, gaze locked on the horizon. Mira lay lazily across from him, chewing a roasted fruit she had stolen earlier. Zach? He was humming some bizarre old tavern song, twirling a golden coin like it held the secrets of ...