Chapter 35
After briefing Malakor on the plan to provoke Douglas, Evelyn and Eileen departed to prepare for the festival’s second day. Meanwhile, Malakor made his way to the training field, where the morning air was filled with the rhythmic sounds of clashing blades and shouted commands. As part of his ongoing punishment, Douglas was currently assigned to the King’s detail, standing stiffly at Duncan’s side near the edge of the field.
“Good morning, King Duncan,” Malakor greeted as he approached, his stride effortless and confident.
“Ah, Prince Malakor, good morning,” Duncan replied, offering a polite nod. “How did you sleep?”
“I slept well enough. Yourself?”
“As well as one could after such a busy day and night,” Duncan said with a weary but genuine smile.
Malakor nodded in understa
