Chapter 7Arwain scowled as he jumped down from his horse and handed the reins to the waiting groom.
‘Is something wrong, sir?’ said an officer stepping forward to greet him.
Arwain returned his salute and, with an effort, smiled. ‘No, no, Ryllans, he said. ‘Just the dampness after the fog. It seeps into the bones.’
Ryllans raised his eyebrows. ‘I heard there was some disturbance at the palace last night,’ he said straightforwardly.
Arwain shook his head and chuckled. ‘One of the servant girls had a bad fall and needed help, that’s all,’ he said. ‘Is there anything you don’t hear about, Ryllans?’
‘Not too much, I hope, sir,’ the officer replied. ‘Your safety and the Lady Yanys’s... are my responsibility and I need eyes and ears everywhere for that.’
Arwain nodded appreciatively.
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