Friday, March 7
Herald of the Yellow King: Prologue
“The delegation reminded me that I swore to uphold this proclamation when I took possession of these lands.” The Duke shrugged. “I have no memory of such a thing, but it seems they have my signature on a document stating just this.” He sipped his goblet for a moment, obviously annoyed. “The old man is very respected in the village. In fact, he is the oldest man in all of Milandir. He has seen more than a hundred winters, if you believe his claims. Some sort of pagan mystic or poet, claiming the tree—an oak I think—was sacred.” Duke Adolphos rolled his eyes. “It’s drivel, I know, but he’s demanding and apology and it seems the whole of the village is behind him. That is why I summoned you here.”
“He summoned Vlad all the way from Freeport to plant a tree?” asked Kham. [MORE]
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