"You're kind's not welcome here", the last druid of the land heard before the chair smashed over his head. The next thing he knew, he was sitting in the dungeon. As he was the only one of his kind left in a land full of people who hated him, Elsie the witch took pity on him. She borrowed the king's yacht and shipped him off to the land of her father. She gave him only one task. Get rid of all the kings of the land and stop the continues wars. Now he faces distrustful town's people, spies and assassins.
I’m afraid it’s not my style of writing either. Felt somehow ‘Staccato’ in the way it’s been written. Although I enjoyed the story I was unable to finish it even though I would have liked to!