-Interlude XII-
Bodden
Summer 960 MC
“It was a rough life, full of death and pain, but he did what he needed to survive,” Albreda tried to explain.
“It sounds horrible,” said Anna, stroking her dog's back. “He didn’t have any friends, no one to care for him.”
“It’s a barbaric practice, fighting dogs,” stated the baron. “If it were up to me I’d banish it.”
“Still, you can’t fault Tempus for fighting,” said Beverly. “It’s what he was trained to do.”
“I can’t help but feel some unease,” revealed Hayley, “to think we’re so close to a creature that has caused so much death.”
“Really?” admonished Albreda. “Do you feel uncomfortable sitting near Sergeant Matheson here, or the baron?”
“No, why?”
“They’ve both killed scores of men. Does their presence make you feel uncomfortable?”
“No,”
