TWENTY-THREE
Escape
Fall 964 MC
"We can't hold out much longer," said Arnim. "The next assault will overrun us. We'll have to try to fight our way out."
They had barricaded the corridors and were holding out in the guest quarters of King Halfan's castle. Three times the Norlanders had tried to overrun their position, and each time they had been beaten back. Now, their enemy appeared content to wait, hoping to starve them out.
"I will not abandon our people," said Gerald, "and we've few enough fighters amongst us."
"Then arm them," Arnim persisted. "Better to die fighting than starve to death."
"We have no spare weapons," Gerald reminded him. "I don't like it any more than you do, but we are at an impasse."
A c***k of thunder echoed in the distance.
"More rain," said Arnim. "At lea
