The thrill that came with riding the wave of the unexpected. To doubt what their very eyes told them they were seeing. What was a unit of two thousand cavalry doing? Without banners? It was hard to believe that they could be in any danger. All knew by now that King Patrick was in checkmate. He didn't have the resources to stage anything like a counterattack. The garrison certainly had not received orders to be on high-alert.
They lost precious few moments, trying to decide exactly what it was they were looking at. "Captain!" A lookout shouted, as a commanding officer finally came to the wall. "Two thousand cavalry approach!"
