THIRTY-SEVEN
"What are you still doing here?"
Rudolf's words jarred Reidar out of what had been a deep sleep. In a stable, judging by the smell.
"Because I distinctly recall telling you last night that we'd take care of the damage those two boats wrought when they made it through our hail of arrows. And we did, thank you. We only lost the roof of one house to fire." Rudolf glared at Reidar. "Why aren't you home with your bride, getting ready for your wedding, like you said you would?"
Reidar's mind started to work. Now he remembered coming into the stable, calling for a groom to saddle his horse, but all the men were off defending the town, so he'd had to do the job himself. And then he'd closed his eyes for just a moment...
...and woken up here, in daylight. Reidar cursed.
"I fell
