“Now he was in a tiny one man cell. Iron bracelets secured his wrists and ankles and the chains attached to his arms were retracted into the walls, pulled to the limit of their reach. His legs were manacled together and his neck was secured by a collar with two chains either side, also running into the walls. The cell was almost pitch black. Mordalayn made no sound and his face was impassive. He gave no sign that he was in discomfort. His tri-blade was gone as was his pack. He waited, his mind c...oncentrating on being serene. The news from the messenger had to be taken back to Alegria immediately and as only he had heard it he had to remain calm if he hoped to ever get out of this place. The door in front of him suddenly opened and the light flooded into the tiny space. He did not squint against the brightness. “Ahhhh, the Queen’s Sword,” King James said in a mocking tone. “Caught like a fish in a net.” Two guards were either side of the king, looking nervous as their monarch approached the imprisoned warrior.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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