Chapter 185. After the Poison

DOVE

Part of growing up was accepting when problems got out of hand, and as my husband strode through the front door to mark his return to the castle, I could reflect on the fact that sometimes efforts fell short.

I never expected this outcome, and the consequences were felt throughout the city. It was hard to swallow, knowing that we had lost despite the slim odds and the will to fight, because they had thought of everything.

Fayz escaped to the rhythm of the explosives that his group had strategically thrown into the river, knowing that Jacob would be there and he had to find his escape valve. It was a well-thought-out trap; this guy was a genius in the body of a fanatic, and that was the most dangerous thing.

The past few days had been very dark. The water reserves had to be housed and protected with maximum security so that they would not be stolen, as was the case with several of the stolen concrete reserves. The fanatics also had their reserves, and no