Oren hadn’t known what to expect of civilization, but feeling the sharp disappointment, he knew he’d expected more.
“Know that I will see you in the face of your son.”
‘You called me here,” said the King. “Tell me why.”
William walked to the edge of the overhanging rock and surveyed the horizon.
“It should have never come to this. All blood and gore and malice.”
The King’s corpse lay in the open until nightfall when it was gathered with the rest.
“I don’t relish slaughter, but the man was most unreasonable. Stiff-necked and proud.”
“This is not a gentlemanly conveyance,” protested Ondred.
The smoke wrapped around them like a worn blanket, memorizing each form.
“I’m to marry. Life is a tiresome affair.”