The view from the map room always impressed Lord Richard. The entire barony could be surveyed from here, and if it weren’t for his brother always being in the room, he would spend more time up here overlooking the land. The door opened, and Edward entered as if summoned by Lord Richard's very thoughts.
“Brother,” said the baron, “I’m surprised to see you here, you’ve been so quiet of late.”
“I might have a solution to our problem,” offered Fitz.
“Remind me again which problem we are referring to?”
“The animal attacks.”
“Oh, that again? Very well, what do you propose?”
Lord Richard gathered his thoughts, “If we stop hunting in the Whitewood, the animal attacks will end.”
“Again, Brother? I’m tired of hearing this.”
“It’s true; the animals are only attacking to protect their land.”
