Chapter 90

Aiden’s POV

Spyro never listens to me, except in few cases but this was not one of them.

After more than ten minutes of pleading with him not to do anything rash, I pleaded with him as we watched Fay stand few feet away from us with her arms at akimbo carrying herself with the same pride and regalia like she always did which irritated me but not as much as it irritated Spyro.

He hated her, never liked her, and with past occurrences, he had more reasons to hate the witch. His hatred had grown like a young plant being watered daily.

Her face was blank, I couldn’t read any expression and I was too tired to try harder. I pleaded with Spyro and he replied with an ‘okay’ and almost immediately lurched into the air tackling Fay to the snowy ground as a yell tore through her.

“You cursed wretched witch!” He growled as he trapped her beneath him baring his fangs and drawing his claws dangerously close to her face, “I could claw your eyes out for what you have do