Mykal found it invigorating.
One of the guards entered the castle. The knight turned and faced them. “We will wait here. It is not up to King Nabal,” he said.
Mykal assumed there was not much more they could ask. All he wanted was a chance for the people of Grey Ashland to stand a fighting chance. They needed to be warned. It would be best of the king took the threat seriously and rounded up all of his subjects. There was no telling what King Cordillera had in mind. While staying and fighting against him was the only viable option, he already mourned the lives that would be lost.
“That was foolish,” Eadric said. “I just want both of you to know where I stand on this approach.”
“So noted,” Blodwyn said.
“What is that cloak made out of?” Mykal said. “You deflected arrows with it, and th
