Chapter 18 – WacławI have a terrible feeling about this.
UPON OUR RETURN TO THE CLANS, Katiôn and Andrij gathered the commanders among the trees, away from any curious ears. Bidaês and Zakir were present as well. The elder brother paced as we recounted our experience with Boz.
It seemed a dream—more a nightmare. Things had changed so quickly. Now, we had no choice left but to defeat the Astiwie king to reach Krowikie lands. Without the demon’s passion driving me on, I felt lost, deflated. Have I failed them too?
As promised, Andrij had ordered his men not to threaten or harm any members of the clans. They kept their positions for now, though, in case any warriors loyal to Boz came to investigate. It wasn’t perfect, but we at least didn’t need to worry about archers from either side acci
