Book2:KigdomIteDreams
aistbyKingDimitri’sorders.Whenherbodywassevered,Viowasluoughtoburstoutofherwombandescapedasanunformedfetus...”Reminisgaboutthetragidbloodyse,Viowasstillfullofheronedinherheart,butthehought,“Thoughhetreatedmymotherinhumanlyaremelycruelly,Idoasmymotherbademeandkillmyfather?”Assherowedthesmallboat,Viowasmoreperplexedandbewilderedthaneverassheakeherheadnortailoutofthismystifyingpuzzle.Butherboathadreachedtheoppositeshore. Viotiedtheboatontoawoodenstakehalfprotrudingfromthewaterandjumpedashore.Shelookedaroundandfindingnotraceofanyhumanpresence,shemadeherwayquicklytowardstheferociousheadofthegonwithitswideopenmouth–thefrorahegoldpace.Shewalkedslowlyonthegoldpathway,lettingherroamingeyesliheve