CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
It was days before Roubar saw Ziron again. The accommodation that Roubar was given was more splendid than anything he had ever seen, anywhere. Neither in the old Elven Kingdom, before their current difficulties, nor in Abula had he seen anything that remotely compared to this. They even had running water you could turn on and off with a tap, as well as privies that were immaculately clean and flushable.
However, even with this luxury, Roubar was getting tired of waiting and was relieved to see Ziron.
“Great news! The Inner Circle has decided to help you!” said Ziron.
“Thank you! That is good to hear! When can you send some troops?” said Roubar.
“Oh, the decision isn’t ratified yet. This is only the first step; the other circles of government need to approve t
