Chapter ElevenDawn was breaking by the time Saram was convinced he should serve as acting baron until someone better could be found. Garth and the others decided that it was hardly worth trying to sleep before sunset. Garth had had his nap in the alleyway, but the others had not slept since before the battle. Galt had managed to sleep the previous morning, after standing the night watch, but his rest had been interrupted by Garth’s return.
In short, all of them were exhausted, as were almost all the townspeople and overmen. As a result very little was accomplished beyond a good deal of bleary discussion.
At sunset nothing had been done about the Sword of Bheleu beyond posting two overmen to guard it—maintaining a safe distance at all times, since Garth insisted that, if they came close t
