©NovelBuddy
PREVIEW
... h as I might have liked; the longhouses were of wood, and the guardians still had a mostly pinkish cast.
“What is the status of our people here?” I asked one of the Uruk sailors.
She stiffened a bit. It was the first time I’d spoken to her; in general, the Uruk had been treating me with distant respect, speaking only when spoken to. I needed to gain the evolutions for an Uruk transformation, I had decided.
“Our people,” she said, “pay only light rent to live within the wa ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE































