Down in the great hall, conversation stopped with his entry. He ignored them all save to cast a stony look. If they thought his displeasure was going to subside any time soon, they would quickly learn they were grossly mistaken. Reaching the high table, Sorin frowned at the empty seat where Rofell should have been. "Where is the king?"
"In his chambers," the steward replied. "He awaits your report on what transpired last night."
Holding back a grimace, because it would not be a pleasant report and it sounded as though Rofell was already displeased, Sorin left the hall and headed for the king's solar.
Two paladins guarded the door, sparking his ire. Knights were for guard duty; paladins were never given such tasks because they could be called away at any moment, leaving such positions ab
