Chapter 111: Vilinski's Royal Crest

Anastasia chuckled nervously and then let herself lose in his scent. There was nothing better than this in the world. There were not too many things in her life when she felt this satisfying—when she sent Maple to Sgiath Biò, when she burnt her wings with her magic. With shackled wings, Maple would not be able to heal fast. It was a double attack on her and it was just the first one. Her wings were battered deep. She wouldn't be able to see them, as Anastasia couldn't, and on top of that she would have to bear the pain—the invisible pain. Now Aed Ruad will have to necessarily take her to the place where he could unshackle them. But before that Maple had to make her way out of Sgiath Biò. 

Anastasia lifted her head and tilted it to look towards the lion who was walking behind them with all the grace. His golden mane was moving around his head in the light breeze. She blinked her eyes to thank him, feeling extremely proud of him.