The morning was calm and birds soared in the air chirping. Isalo and Janos both shook the Sul before they mounted their horses. I sent him a curt nod and climbed Dracula. Gripping the reins, I glanced back. Dalfean soldiers lined behind me, spears and shields in their hands. They had fought well. I was proud of them. But it was time to go home.
At my side was Isalo and Janos on their horses. The two hadn't fought today so it was a clear sign that things were going well. The two always fought for the stupidest things.
"Sul Cabana, if you ever need anything, I'm just a messenger away." I quirked a corner of my lips. "Your family will return safely to your Suldom. I'll make sure of that."
"I'm relieved to hear that," he said.
Turning to the gates, he gave a soldier a nod. It rose, a creak
