They didn't speak after that and just sat there and let the fire burn between them. They had already said all that they could without touching on things they shouldn't.
It was only then that Galthor realized that it was the first time he spoke so much and with so much passion about himself, Unchanging Warth.
It was the first time he touched on the purpose of his and what he wanted to do. The first time he spoke of what he stood for. Just as he said, the barbarians did not nee...??
Suddenly Galthor raised his head and looked around him. The 'night' was silent, too silent. The cries of the insects and small monsters had fallen still.
And the night was obviously darker than before. Galthor felt a chill, something was happening.
He stood up slowly and Lady Pelica joined him. "Is something wrong?"
Galthor raised his brows. So she did not notice anything? Then it must be his Divine intrusion.
"Something is here." He replied calmly and gestured to their surroundings.
