Western Watch — Chapter 27

The surrounding nobles are silent, fidgeting, fingering weapons, and exchanging glances.  The commoners say nothing.  Only Kasspar’s snuffles break the silence.  He holds his chin up, his red-rimmed eyes downcast off the end of the crossbow.             Merreth wants so Read More …

Western Watch — Chapter 26

Tiandraa shifts in her saddle. Stone-faced Red Hand nobles stare hard at Merreth, pausing while reaching for sword or crossbow.  A mount snorts, bends its neck, begins cropping the dried scrub grass along the roadside.  The breeze off the river Read More …