“What makes me worthy of such special attention, then?”
The human looked at him uncertainly, as if he suspected that the overman might be slightly insane, or perhaps attempting some sort of bizarre humor.
“We get very few armored overmen arriving unannounced, riding monstrous giant cats and asking to see the overlord,” he said.
“Ah.” Garth had to agree that the man had a point. “It’s a warbeast, only partly a cat, despite its appearance. See the long legs? And I did not ask to see the overlord, but said merely that I carried a letter intended for him.”
“Perhaps I misunderstood, then; would you prefer to wait here while I deliver the letter?”
Garth considered very briefly. “No,” he said, after only a slight hesitation, “I would like to speak with him, if I may.” Dealing with the head o
