The royal city of Port Cressida has a new King.
Casper Ashe.
After spending years chained to the floor of a dungeon, haunted by visions of a beautiful woman, Casper is finally free. As Port Cressida's new King, he has two priorities: restore peace t...
The conviction in his voice made me realise that he wouldn't let me walk into this fight alone. Secretly, this made me a little grateful.
"Okay," I relented.
He patted me on the shoulder and then glanced across to the armour. "I'll leave you to put this on. When you are ready, wait for me in the foyer."
Nico left me in the ballroom alone, where I carefully removed the armour from the mannequin. The armour consisted of black pants and a long black-sleeved tunic with a heavy leather bodice that bore Casper's family crest.
I folded the clothes neatly and took them back to my room. I needed to dry myself off and baby powder myself up before attempting to get into the figure-hugging leather pants and tunic.
I returned to my room and discarded my wet clothes, and had a quick shower before putting on the armour. It was surprisingly light and easy to manoeuvre in. It even had a small holster on the hip that I could use for the small black knife Rayne had given me a few nights ago.
I placed the knife in the holster and checked myself in the mirror. I took a few deep breaths and said a silent prayer. God, I hoped that this would work out in the end.
I headed downstairs and met Nico in the foyer. Like me, he wore black armour carrying the royal family's crest. When he saw me, he nodded at my armour approvingly.
"It suits you," he said. "How do you find the fit? I hope it's not too restrictive."
"It's fine," I replied with a roll of my shoulders.
Nico's eyes scanned over the outfit, checking for any defects and then paused when he saw the dagger sitting around my waist.
"Where did you get that from?" He asked.
"It was a gift," I replied. "I don't think it will do much good, but it may come in handy."
I don't think Nico would be happy if he found out the black knife was a gift from Rayne. So, I quickly changed the subject.
"Do you still have Octavia's location?"
Nico nodded, "Yes, the car hasn't moved. We believe she may be preparing to sacrifice another girl."
My thoughts went to Christie, and I knew we didn't have a moment to lose. "We should go now," I said.
Nico agreed, and we left the lodge and headed up into the mountains together.
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