“Does it say anything about the Boar’s Mouth?” I asked.
SJ scanned the brochure. “No,” she said after a moment. “This is mainly information about the structure itself. For example, during the original construction a woodworking factory and kiln were built onsite to produce 30,000 bricks a day.”
“Well, that’s helpful,” Blue replied sarcastically. “I guess we could always wait for a tour and chuck a brick through the window to break in.”
“Calm your sarcasm, Blue,” I said. “The Boar’s Mouth is in the castle, which means one way or another, we’ll find a way in so I can get blessed and—” My nose caught a whiff of something delicious. I pivoted toward the source of the smell—a nearby restaurant. “Come on,” I said to my friends. “Let’s get some lunch and regroup.”
Weaving around mounted horse
