Thorbjorn
Stay back! Rolf shouted via the bond. Keep her away.
This mist, we cannot linger.
If you come forward, you will step into a contingent of Grey Men. The Corpse King is still looking for his brides.
We were not gone too long then.
Not too long, but not long enough. Rolf shared with me an image of draugr streaming past his hiding place.
How did he get so many servants? I adjusted Sage in my arms. “Be still, sweet one. Still and very, very quiet.”
His curse sweeps through villages and Changes them at will.
We must put him down. He will only grow more powerful.
First, we must save our mate, Rolf reminded me.
Agreed. We’d come to a ravine, and hid, pressed among the scrub brush and boulders. There were Grey Men in the valley below, staggering around pools of water, searching
