"Talking to someone in that camp," Doran repeated. "You're certain."
"I saw the signal fire myself," Rennick said, voice low. "Same pattern, same timing, two nights running. Whoever's out there is answering him."
Talven's hand went to his sword. "Where is he now?"
"Inside. Overseeing the eastern wall defenses like nothing's wrong." Rennick glanced back toward the ramparts, jaw set. "I haven't confronted him yet. I wanted proof first, not just suspicion."
"Now you have proof," Doran said. "Signal fires answered from an enemy camp is proof enough."
"Proof enough to convince the people who've been following his lead for weeks?" Rennick shook his head. "Half this outpost trusts him more than they trust me right now. If I move against him without something undeniable, I risk splitting our
