Chapitre 166: Much Has Happened

7 August, 1360. Westerhaven Palace, Islia

William yelled with delight as soon as Westerhaven's dramatic stone spires in the horizon, pointing to James. James beamed back at him and spurred his own steed faster.

"We'll be home within the hour!" James shouted over the din of their galloping horses. "I cannot wait to see the sweet faces of my wife and children. It has been a fucking eternity, hasn't it?"

The two of them rode on across the steamy, mangrove fringed swamps that covered the south of the country.