25
Not Tonight, But Soon
Khallum licked his lips. Crazed energy rolled off him as he scrutinized the small group of Brandyn’s trusted Blackwood Banners. “Aye, well, I came here to aid men with courage.” He reached between his legs and squeezed. “This all ye do then? Sit around talking about war, and never doing it?”
“A man with sense,” Easlan chimed in. A few of the others murmured in spirited agreement, namely Khallum’s own men. “A man who isn’t afraid to fight for what others would take from him.”
“This is the Westerlands we stand upon, not the Southerlands when last I checked the signs.” Blackfen shook his head, sharing a look with the Grand Minister, Tyndall.
“Does that make ye better?” Khallum challenged. “That you’ve nay been where my men have, ready to die before allowing their
