Sunday, February 1
Unpaid Debts: Part 1 – The Truth is a Three-Edged Sword
The rumblings of war again stirred the young men of Moratavia to action as Menisis val’Tensen, Defender of the Coryani Empire, roused his legions to battle.
“As if war between Ssethregore and Altheria wasn’t enough, or Canceri and the Nierites, now Milandir and Coryan are going at it?” Kham rubbed his forehead.
“It seems that Duke Adolphos’ declaration that Precision, the ancient blade of power, was delivered to him as the rightful master of all val’Tensen has raised the Coryani General’s ire,” said Sebastian.
The Duke’s palace occupied the highest elevation in the city and looked out upon both the city itself and the plain that made up the body of Northern Maravia. Upon arriving at the gates, they were shown to a grand ballroom with balconies that afforded a full view of the impressive vista.
“How long are they going to make us wait here?” Sebastian said in irritation.
“Well,” said Beldin, stuffing a pastry in his mouth, “at least they’re feeding us.”
There was no shortage of comfortable seating. Kham flopped into a chair and ordered a bottle of fine wine. The servants moved quickly to do his bidding.
Grand double doors swung open and a procession of personages entered the room. Standing at their center was a young man, not more than thirty-one years of age, dressed in a richly appointed and embroidered leather tunic.
“Dressing a little warm today aren’t we?” Sebastian muttered out of the side of his mouth to Beldin. [MORE]
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