Meanwhile I snapped out of the random vision I had just received. Looking around I see a confused look on Hunter’s face as we’d been in the middle of discussing my plans if the rebels don’t give up or if word gets to the king that the rebel leader has come to me.
“My lord are you okay?” concerningly asked Hunter placing a hand on my shoulder.
“Yes, sir hunter. From time to time Jehovah will send me a vision of a mission or task or even a warning and they are always at inconvenient times.” I explained.
“Are you being called away?” asked Hunter partially sad at the fact I might possibly be leaving him for some undermined time.
“No...” I started only to freeze as I could faintly hear the the church bells of the old Waylon Village Church. I turn to H
