Brin stared at Arket, and in an instant he regretted his words. Brin’s face had gone dark, her blue eyes becoming cold, and flashing a dangerous gaze upon him. For a moment, Arket wondered if he was long for this world.
“I will settle for nothing less than the destruction of the Central Lands. Every living being will either bow to me, or die in agony.” Brin’s lips curled into a sneer as she growled the words. “And I look forward to putting each of my family members head on a pike.”
Brin Traven; the Saviour. Once a princess in the Central Lands, she now rules the Southlands.
Kijitsa-Mur: The Saviour’s Empire.
The land under her rule is immense, but her eye is drawn north. North is where she is from, where the family, who should have protected her, live. Hatred for them now fills her heart, giving her one clear goal: total destruction. They are the only people who could threaten what she now has, and after tasting the power under her control, Brin has no desire to lose it.
With her husband at her side, and a vast army filled with men and creatures, the like that no one in the north has ever witnessed, she swears to destroy her family, and take control of the Central Lands.