The corruption of Frosthold had been exposed.
Governor Bramwell had been arrested before sunrise under the authority of the Crown Princes, and his hidden ledgers were now sealed under Lord Elias’ protection. The villagers watched as soldiers escorted the disgraced governor through the streets in chains. For the first time in months, hope had returned to Frosthold.
Yet King Aldren’s words still lingered in Alistair’s mind.
“Do not merely solve problems.”
“Understand why they exist.”
It was with those words that the expedition left Frosthold the following morning, heading farther north toward the White Fang Mountains.
Their next destination was unlike any place in Mournvale.
High above the clouds, carved directly into the face of an ancient glacier, stood The Monastery of Asterholm—a
