Thirty-Four
Trouble
Spring 961 MC
The early morning sun broke through the clouds, sending streaks of light down as if the Gods were watching them. Gerald was up early, Tempus in tow, walking the wall to give the great beast's legs a stretch. He noticed the morning guard on the bluffs, looking down over the city, their swords gleaming in the early morning light. He nodded to a garrison soldier as he passed, the man giving the mastiff a wide berth. Gerald leaned against the parapet, gazing over the sea. Tempus, intrigued by this action, rose up on his rear legs to join him.
"That's the sea, Tempus," he explained. "That's where you come from, across the water."
As if in agreement, Tempus barked.
Gerald laughed, patting the dog's head. It was beautiful up here, so peaceful; he was sad to
