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Death and the Messenger
9th Waiwod
The sun was setting on the castle in Daetus City when the messenger rode through the gates, his horse sweaty and breathing hard.
He’d come as fast as he could from Heartpin with his message for the Duchess. He didn’t relish giving it to her but it was his job. Who else would do it? His elderly mentor?
No, it was now Chaellen’s job to deliver the messages out of Heartpin. Nimes could handle things within the town and the farmlands, but an extended ride to Daetus couldn’t be made so quickly by the older man.
Chaellen slowed his horse to a walk as he approached the stable. A stablehand was already coming out to meet him.
“Evenin’, Messenger,” the woman said, grabbing the horse’s reins from him. Chaellen graced her with a smile and thanked her for t
