The wooden shack grew quiet. Lucen rubbed his hand over his stool. This world might have broken Shanakal, but this could also be related to a prophecy.
Someone needed to go around and strangle all the seers and soothsayers. No more cryptic messages and marks of doom. Everyone that sees the future just dies.
He turned back suddenly, making Hiru cock his head. Liam ran into the back, taking one unpleasant glance at the halfbreed before telling Lucen:
"Aya! She's in the courtyard."
Lucen shot from his seat and ran out of the stall. It was easy to find them, everyone was looking at her, and two of the giant guards that stood at the doors of the Keep, towered over them, red armor glowing menacingly.
Aya's black hair was tied with a rose hairpin made of glass and studded with emeralds. Her teal eyes looked past the huge guards and to the Grey Keep. She wore her glittering armor, but its luster was somewhat dimmed by their fight with Peter.
