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The Forgotten - Chapter 20

Penulis: Sarah Groot
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2021-10-24 08:40:26

  At Draynon’s orders, Sigwulf left the stronghold early the next morning to return to his office and keep an eye on any more orders about excavations of Galadon or Katrall history.

  Sigwulf was dressed in his administrative uniform of royal blue tunic, black hose and black half-boots.  He thought that he was the first to arrive until he caught a flash of scarlet in his office.  Briefly wondering if he should go to the staffroom first and find a hot tea, he quickly thought better of it and walked straight to his office where he greeted the Kalash Priest, his superior, it rankling that he had to pleasantly greet the man rather than killing the blood drinking scum.

“My Lord,” Sigwulf said formally, bo

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    Astrid coughed in the smoke. She sank to her knees. The air was choking her and the flames were so hot. The floor swayed beneath her. She wanted to sleep. The floor dipped and swayed again. Glass exploded all around her as the stained windows burst. Her vision clouded and she sank to the floor, not caring as the flames reached for her. A loud cracking sound signalled that the church roof had begun to collapse. Her hearing failed, replaced by a low ringing.Sigwulf ran through the burning church

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    Sigwulf jumped back and ran for his clothing. “Astrid,” his voice was crisp and authoritative. “Wake the women. The procedure is that all women go into the church. There is a backdoor in the cellar that leads into the forest. Do you hear me? Wake them quietly.” He pulled on his hose and tunic. “Do you have that?”Astrid nodded curtly as she too began to dress. “Wake the women quietly.

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    Astrid woke late that night to a light tapping on her door. She lit her bedside candle and climbed out of bed, pulling on a robe.“Who is it?” She whispered through the door. “You’re expecting some other late night visitor,” the familiar voice whispered the query. “I’m crushed.”Astrid grinned and silently opened the door. She pulled Sigwulf in and shut the door behind him. Sigwulf unexpectedly grabbed her waist and burrowed his face into her neck. She gasped with surprise and wrapped her arms around him.“I feel li

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    The door to Draynon’s office opened and the four people walked out. Astrid bumped into Sigwulf who was waiting outside.“Astrid?” He said softly, taking one of her hands in his. Astrid and Zela stopped.“Zela?” Astrid asked. “Can you make sure Redswift and Hengist get to the men’s wing without killing each other please.”Zela nodded. “Can I go back to your room after that?”“Of course,” she handed Zela her key. “If you get lost, any of the women will give you directions.Zela turned

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    “How do you manage to hide all of this from other Humans?” Redswift asked as Sigwulf led the group of eight who walked their horses to the stables.“Ghost stories,” Sigwulf replied. “Scary fantasy is our main defence. Plus we have men in all of the main offices in the Hawthorn Palace. Archives, Law, Justice and Complaints, which is my position.”“I thought Kalash Priests held those positions?”Sigwulf gave him an appraising look. “You Elves keep right on top of things don’t you?”“Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. We try to keep abreas

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    Astrid sniffed again. “Let’s begin this meeting shall we?” She added then pulled out her pendants from under her clothing so that they were aggressively on display as she sat down. Reil, the leader of the Elves glanced at his wife, the co-leader, who was coughing in an attempt at smothering a smile as her shoulders shook very slightly with tightly suppressed mirth. Realising he would be getting no help from his convulsing wife for the moment, he took the lead for the meeting. Reil leaned towards Astrid. “At last,” he said. “An heir who can prove legitimacy.

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