Twenty-Seven
Jaron woke with a start and rubbed his eyes. It was the same dream that came to him night after night. But this time it was different, clearer and somehow familiar. Who is that boy? Who is the unicorn? Why am I having this dream? He stood and stumbled toward Gambler. The equine watched him calmly and seemingly unaware of his unsettled mind. Silently, he led the horse back to the village to assemble his men and continue their way to the castle. Borden was the northernmost kingdom, and its farthest border was often under snow even in the summer. It was most known for its hog, and it was no surprise that their payment included ten boars. They loaded gold and hogs onto two wagons and started south, back to the secret meadow where he agreed to meet the General. It was their last meeting bef
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