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A Man More Loyal
Hamish’s belly hadn’t ceased its incessant gurgling since they set off from Warwicktown. Law and Rutland kept their thoughts and words to themselves as they made for the seaside village of Whitecliffe. He didn’t have many words himself, but he rather wished for something to break the silence, which might distract him from the persistent need to empty his bowels.
A greater man might question why Khallum Warwick had chosen him to shoulder the burden of protecting the kingdom’s future. Hamish Strong had asked that question, but he’d posed it to the lord himself, and the answer was simple, though not satisfying. There isnae a man more loyal. Nothing to speak of his capabilities, the probability of his success. Hamish was proud of his loyalty to Khallum, and it puffed him
