Chapter 27“He said what?”
Kallan slammed her palms onto the breakfast table as she stood amid the outbursts of Geirolf, Gudrun, Daggon, and Bergen. At the door of Kallan's solar, Torunn nodded regretfully as she relayed her conversation with Rune from the night before.
“Where is he now, Torunn?” Geirolf asked as he raced for the next plan of combat.
“In the war room with his breakfast,” Torunn said.
“Another day.” Bergen rose to his feet, rearing to execute. “Indefinitely…until he breaks.”
As if in response, Kallan stood suddenly and snatched up an assortment of fruits, breads, and berries. After piling the food onto her tray, Kallan took up the platter and breezed her way to the door. Her skirts billowed in a flourish of green.
Wide-eyed, Kallan's troupe watched her attempt to turn
