章 31: Chapter 31: Mist and the Mystery

*About a week later…*

Velador and I enjoyed a glass of wine in front of the hearth one afternoon when commotion disrupted what he was writing down to one of his noblemen.

“My lord, my lord, this drover has urgent news!” Parathon shouted as he entered with an older man pushing forward despite his limp.

Velador put his quill in the well and asked, “Are you harmed? What happened?”

“The village of Gravenbury, far, far to the east of our lands. You know it?”

“Yes, it’s familiar though I don’t think I’ve been,” Velador replied and shook the man’s hand.

The flustered gentleman went to kiss Velador’s hand but he stopped himself and asked, “Am I supposed to do this?”

“No,” Velador responded as the drover, only meaning to show respect, withdrew his lips before they reached Velador’s hand.

“Sorry, sorry,” the drover whispered. “Right, Gravenbury. There was an attack.”

He looked at me for a moment before turning back to the duke and I asked, “By whom?”