Chapter 50 Chaos At The Gate
- They woke to shouting.
- Espen sat up fast, sheets tangled around her legs, as Mikko was already half-dressed, grabbing for his sword before the words even registered. Loud pounding echoed from the outer halls, accompanied by the unmistakable clang of metal on metal.
- "That doesn’t sound like training drills," Espen muttered, scrambling out of bed.