103. Ghoul
I turn away from the camera feed that our spies have set up at the perimeter of Drakos Estate, stroking my chin with a gloved hand.
“So the dragons ended up destroying themselves as we planned,” Mace Naga says, nothing but pure triumph in his voice.
“Yes, Your Majesty.” I bounce on the balls of my feet, adrenaline pumping through me from the sight of what happened tonight. “You pitted them against each other and they never had any idea.”
Mace smiles at me as he looks out the window of his new home, the picture of a proud king. A job well done. “Now we have no opposition to do as we please.”
He turns around and regards me. “Commence the final phase of our plans. It’s time we showed the world what we are made of.”
I bow low. “With pleasure, my king.”
The End of Her Tortured Beasts