Seventy Eight

I tied my horse to a post at  the gate of the castle. It's dark blue-grey stone walls, high towers with small slit like windows, looked more medieval the the demons castle. A cross stood on its highest tower like a church. 

I strolled to the gates, a soldier in white asked what I was there for.

"I want to see the Army head."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Oh yes. He's expecting me in fact."I lied, praying inwardly that they didn't ask more questions.

"Are you the ..."The naive guard searched his brain for the name of the person the Army head had asked him to allow in.

"I am. You should not waste my time here."I said.

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