22
After a few hours of fitful sleep, Caden got out of bed and prepared himself mentally for what lay ahead. He put on a chainmail shirt and strapped his sword at his waist, then headed to the bottom level of the barracks.
Angus was there, along with a contingent of Runesmen. They were all dressed for battle, and Caden looked questioningly at the commander.
“What’s going on?”
“Lord Culver has attacked our settlements on the border, so Lord D’Lance has ordered me to go with you and your team to the front lines. The others will follow, but it’s going to take some time to mobilize them.”
Caden counted roughly thirty men, including himself and Angus. It certainly wasn’t enough to defend against an army. His suspicion grew, but he kept his mouth shut. He needed to know the truth before he
