Chapter Twenty
"Bodb Derg"C
andles in tall holders carved like saplings and vines lined the walkway to the chair in the hall. The gentry were crowded behind them, whispering to each other in excitement. The High Priest, a frail elf with a tick in his right eye, waited patiently by the chair.
It was a very crowded and awe-inspiring scene. Leaning against the wall outside the chamber, Bodb wished he had siblings to pass his inheritance to. Right now.
Even a little sister to complain about would be nice. Unfortunately his mother had died giving birth to him, and his father had never loved another. Bodb was sure his father would have told him if he had a half-sibling somewhere.
"I wonder if they're looking forward to seeing you or dining on the feast afterward." The comment was from Chonn
