“Come.” Jadis beckoned. Down the massive stone stairway they traveled under escort of the Gatekeepers who were now clad in their finest armor and weapons. After a long walk they reached the bottom of the stair and proceeded to the stables. As Jadis had promised, Einarr was waiting with fresh horses and two other mounted gatekeepers disguised in cloaks. The horses bucked and whinnied nervously. They could sense the coming danger. Animals are often the first ones to know of what looms ahead.
“Are you ready?” Einarr asked.
“I believe we are.” Jadis replied.
“Very well. I have brought two of my best swordsmen with me.” Einarr pointed to the riders at his side. “This is Dekon and this is Rollo.” The pair of warriors nodded. Dekon was young and stout with crimson facial hair that had barely b
