CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
As the cold days and weeks of winter passed, the ramp had grown. As it neared the level of the gates, archers could more effectively whittle away at the damp and miserable builders.
Eelura, Akus, and Galenten sat in the council chamber, reviewing once again the plans for defense. The attack could come at any day, and they wanted to be sure they were prepared for any eventuality.
“We are still outnumbered,” Galenten was saying. “They have nearly twenty-five hundred to our twelve, but as long as we can keep them outside the gates, we should be able to stand them off.”
A guard informed them that the chief healer wished to speak with them.
“I trust the healers are prepared to receive the wounded?” Eelura asked when the woman entered.
“We are ready, Lord Keeper.”
“Very
