Chapter Fifteen: PanicThe world was spiralling out of control. The guards on the walls trained their bows on the three men. From every corner, heavy set soldiers bore down on them with iron shackles and bar gags. Paylen's head swam, Josephine's words still echoing in his ears: “They are Aberddu adventurers, arrest them.”
He had no notion of what was happening at all. Had Josephine taken leave of her senses, was she possessed? Why was she doing this? This was not part of the plan. Too shocked to struggle, he complied completely with the guards as they clamped thick iron cuffs on his wrists and ankles, the heavy chains bashing against his limbs. To one side of him, Margog had submitted to the constraints just as easily, an expression of total incomprehension on his face.
Less bewildered, G
