Claskan led the march as they crossed the bridge and approached the slave town, four miles from the castle. As previously happened, he refused to look back at Ellende as they marched. While both experiences held a dramatic note for Claskan, he figured at least this march didn’t take place after a funeral. This time, he considered, I really know who Ocelot is. He thought back to his final meeting with Ocelot during the first expedition.
Kail was only a few days old at the time and he was left motherless, and in turn fatherless by the actions of his birth. Not that the infant had any control over it. Claskan knelt on one knee before the King, who simply stared through the red dragon. Claskan felt a dull throbbing in his knee as the King simply stared.
After a time, Ocelot spoke. “This is t
