Chapter 14Kallan affectionately pat Astrid's neck one last time before slinking out the stables, back across the courtyard to the stone steps to the Great Hall. She ignored the grand stairs that led to the second floor and, instead, considered the Great Hall without the discomfort of peering strangers.
A vast fire pit filled the center of the room between two long tables that ran alongside the bedded coals emitting a muted heat. Above the tables, a pair of wrought iron wheels hung, each adorned with no less than eighteen candles. On a raised platform overlooking the hall, Gunir's throne sat intricately carved from a rich, dark wood and lined with fine foreign fabrics. She admired the high seat pillars and spared a moment to compare the intricate designs of wolf heads to the twisted bodies
