Chapter 20Haral’s group made good progress. It helped, of course, that several of the men had travelled this way before, and that the trail was well marked. He kept Nilsson’s injunction at the forefront of his mind however. He didn’t like the smell of this so-called Lord Rannick with his claims to have the power like their old lord. That he’d doubt until he’d seen it for himself, but he had no doubts that the man was treacherous and self-seeking and was up to no good, and that he would undoubtedly have something in mind for the group as it moved further into the forest.
Inherit our master’s mantle, he sneered inwardly. You’ll need more than fancy words if you’re looking to inherit anything other than a shroud, meddling with us. Half a chance and I, for one, will gladly cut your throat for
