Patch POV

Wildefell, New Moon City, and Red Crescent City were all very fine, but nothing held a candle to the orc capital Marienzen. Gawking up at the buildings that stretched into the clouds, Patch leaned a little too far out of the royal carriage before Anneliese pulled him back.

“Careful,” she said in a breathless voice, as wonderstruck as he was. 

Patch sighed. “I’d love to run free, now that we can …”

Anneliese was enjoying this. “No. You’re a ...