Chapter 23 Worth Fighting For

• *Bexley*
• I rush toward the castle, urging the horse to go as fast as possible, snow falling furiously around us. I have to warn Canaan. Not only is there a mob of villagers approaching the castle, Garth is somewhere behind me. He must’ve taken a horse from that barn.
• The guards at the gate listened to my shouts to let me in, so I didn’t even have to slow down as I rode through the front gate. I practically leap off the horse and rush inside as a commotion in the front foyer greets me. “Where’s the king?” I shout as David throws open the door.