CHAPTER THIRTEEN
ELOWYNNE
Elder Rowan's sudden objection surprised me, not because he finally spoke and not entirely because of what he had said which landed like a slap that would sting on Xyron's face for longer than anyone in this clearing would acknowledge.
It surprised me because he had served with my father and now with me as our strategic advisor and had sat through enough losing battles to know what a bad plan looked like. He had lived long enough, seen enough blood, buried enough men to understand the difference between pride and strategy.
And still he didn't find Xyron's idea doable.
Why was he saying no?
I stood with that question for a moment and let it move through me while I kept my face still and my eyes forward. Because I would admit only to myself, that what Xyron h
