HEINA"What is going on here?"

The men bowed immediately, Aslan's dragon and Irana too.

"We need to get rid of this curse, Your Highnesses." The silver haired man began desperately, raising his head to meet their deadly gaze.

As though controlled by some twin telepathy, in a single identical move, their gazes stationed on him, moving closer. "Klaz, you brought the elders of the tribe to kill her? You chose to betray our trust in you?"

"My Highnesses, you can not keep the life of one while it ...