Vlod's POV
A day ago, I arrived at the Cold Blood Fortress, slightly exhausted from the travel, but it was nothing a good meal, some warmth and a good night rest could not fix.
This morning, I woke up refreshed. After a thorough clean up, the first in nearly a week, I accepted Chief Erik invitation to join him for breakfast.
I went of course but made sure that the dozen soldiers that came with me half of them disguised as servants and the other half as the ship crew members were well aware of my movements and possible actions to take.
I had volunteered to come here on behalf of Cahir mostly to continue to give the enemy and their possible spies the impression that Cahir had succumbed to the poison he had been given or at least that he was on his death bed.
Cahir was shocked to kn
