ELIXA

CHAPTER 36

She is an Airnos. Carlos kneaded the side of his nose before drinking directly from the bottle. The August rain had left Bel Haven with its cold, mailing its winds to remind them of the fated winter. Soon the man in white would cap the world with its blistering teeth. Just a few months remaining and all the greens and wetness would become white and mean. Winter remains the only season most people dread. It was the blight of the world, the reminder of what was and would be.

Carlos gulped the wine again, and beat twice on the brown door. He had tried using the bell, but the girl would not respond. Not that he blamed her, of course. Her anger was understandable. He had messed up and had not heeded her advice. Everything had returned to shambles. He was back to square one. No crew, no friends and no goddamn enemy. No, he had enemies. Carlos Stones has enemies within and outside the Nine continent. Everyone wanted him dead. The Emperor, for attacking his manor, the firstborn, for being a t