XXAlerted by the latest news about his children, King Athal was returning to Eyjanborg, delegating the management of the difficult Southern Campaign to others. Angrier than ever, he was pushing his horse to the limit, determined to take control of the situation. As soon as he arrived in the city, his mood worsened further, ascertaining the chaos that existed and the absolute lack of discipline. Like a fury, he entered the palace, where he found Yvalee waiting for him.
“My husband, I’m happy to see you again” said Yvalee with deference.
“There are issues to be resolved. Leave the pleasantries for later,” he barked.
“As you wish.”
“Where’s Zund?” he asked.
“Confined to his quarters, as you commanded.”
“Good. Bring him here,” he ordered.
After a short wait, Yvalee returned, accompanied
