Ludwig’s eyebrows shot up, not that anyone could see them beneath his helmet. “You honestly think so?”
“I know so. You are destined for great things, my friend. You have that indefinable quality that sets you apart. Our job is to keep you alive long enough for you to achieve your destiny.”
Ludwig scoffed. “I don’t believe in destiny.”
“It doesn’t matter whether you do or not. What matters is whether destiny believes in you.”
“You’re beginning to sound more like an old woman.”
Sigwulf smiled. “With age comes wisdom. I’ll take that as a compliment.”
A shuffling off to their right revealed the baron’s bowmen moving into position.
“Looks like the assault is getting ready to begin,” offered Ludwig.
“So it does.”
“Do you think the captain has spoken to Lord Gebhard?”
“I hope so," said
