by K.T. Munson
The sliver of moonlight cast eerie shadows across the deck of The Dark Revenge. The Silence at the helm stood embracing the obscurity. Tonight, everything changed. Princess Roxana slept, unsuspecting of what was hunting her in the inky blackness of the night.There was only one thing on the minds of The Silence’s crew as they drew near; Hang the Kings, Crown the People.