Shady

“Of course.” Ky bobbed her head and turned back down the hall. She supposed she needed to get used to her word only being believed if there was the weight ...

“There is,” she said firmly, furrowing her brow at him. Why did everyone in this Keep think she was stupid? Maybe Aleth was right. Maybe she did get more respect ...

“I… don’t know,” she admitted. It felt like a lifetime had passed since she talked to Rönn. “But there was a troll. We’re trying to figure out what it means. ...

“Sorry,” she murmured. “Gaius — Lord Ash? — wants the Tale Masters. Do you know where I can find them?”

Ky huffed a sigh and went to the next one.

Ky groaned and rubbed her face. Great. Decisions. She decided to go down the middle corridor directly ahead and knocked on the first door on the right.

Ky hesitated at the door, not quite sure whether to knock or not, then decided it was more likely to be a hall of bedrooms rather than a collective bunk, ...

“I’ll get them.” Ky started towards the doors, expressionless. She hated this. But was slowly starting slip back into the persona that could be utterly miserable and belittled and yet ...

“Where are their rooms?” Ky asked wearily. She was done with Gaius.

Ky wanted to act rashly. She wanted to sprint to Caracal Keep, on foot if need be, and throw a fit until Tomhas and Anneke agreed to pack up their ...

Ky flinched at the sudden arrival. Gods, was she going to have to be an ‘eye witness’ about this? Testify in front of the king? This night kept getting worse ...

“And if they’ll all wake up at once,” Pratik said.

Ky was frightened alright. “So was Rönn.”

“Any estimate on how many trolls will be coming?”

“So the troll apocalypse will probably be slow to awake as well?” Pratik mused.