Chapter Thirty-SixThe Call to Battle
Something was happening. Linwyn strained her ears, trying to listen, but the stone walls of the great hall were too thick.
Then she sensed the familiar despair of the Forsworn. She felt a stab of fear, a whimper escaping her lips.
She had no idea how long she had been living in the shadow of the creature’s presence. The windows of the hall were always covered. Linwyn curled herself up in a ball, wrapping her arms around her head.
She knew it had broken her. The creature had even freed her of her bonds. Her sword and armor were left unguarded on a table at the far end of the room, just to taunt her. She was free to try to escape whenever she wished.
She had tried only once. None of the other dark creatures had been present. She had grabbed her sword
