Bab 408: THE FIXER - PART 4

When the Duke roulettes jingled as he descended the stone steps of the keep, he had a strange feeling in his heart that when this journey was done, things would never be the same, and it was not a good one. It was an ominous feeling, and it left his heart uneasy. He wished he could place a finger on why he was experiencing these strange emotions.

"Commander!" Sterling heard his name echo from the first floor. It was Sir Wymar, clad in his royal armour, waiting to speak with him. He rushed forward with a tiny piece of parchment clutched in his hands.

We just received this from a carrier raven. Sterling took it, and his crimson eyes swiftly scanned over the contents of the note, his brows snapping together at what he was reading.