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Harkell was still smiling when Stormaway and Danton approached, the wizard holding a sheaf of missives in his hand. As Stormaway gave a small bow, Sorath hissed under his breath to his son, “You see?”
Stormaway glanced briefly at Sorath but addressed himself to Tarkyn, “Sire, we are being deluged with reports from all over Eskuzor. In the northwest, Kosar’s troops are hauling people in for questioning, and rounding up suspected bandits and trouble makers. Along the Great West Road, the incidence of travellers being waylaid has diminished and there have been no reported murders.”
“So, Tarkyn, even if Kosar did try to trick you, perhaps he has taken your warning to heart and is finally doing something about restoring order,” suggested Harkell.
Tarkyn gave a slow smile. “I hope so. Too
