54. The Battle for Carn DeasErin wheeled her horse around, trying to hold it steady as soldiers swarmed around her into the outer circle of Carn Deas. The keep in its walled courtyard towered up behind her. At a glance it seemed impregnable, but on closer inspection she saw the stone hewn steps and ragged archways in the wall where the Brathadair had not yet fixed the gates. Or maybe they had not bothered because they had not thought Erin’s army would get through the heavily reinforced main gate.
She looked to the great entranceway, the last of her people spilling through, the sturdy wooden doors now swinging shut. Soldiers filled the space between the inner and outer ramparts with a clamour of noise and movement. Those at the edges fought down the remainder of the Brathadair inside the o
