The supply convoy ran every 48 hours.
Two wagons, twelve guards, one mage. Light escort. The route was open, predictable, and 6 miles from the palace walls.
Perfect bait.
Vex watched it from the treeline at dusk, counting heads. Twelve guards. Four on the front wagon, four on the rear, four riding escort. No Kade. No Darius. No Ryn.
Just the way he wanted it.
“Positions,” he said quietly. “We hit fast, take the mage first, then the wagons. If they split to chase, we fall back to the ravine. If they don’t, we burn it.”
Kess nodded, bow in hand. “And the hammer?”
Vex smirked. “She stays in her cage. That’s the point.”
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*The Convoy – 7:14 PM*
The road was quiet. Too quiet.
Captain Lorn, the guard captain, felt it in his gut. He’d been running this route for 8 years. It was ne
