He squinted, watching the shift of grey overhead, the great bulb of the sun glaring through the clouds. It shone high, marking the time barely past midday. Could well clear up for the night yet.
” So, you’ve found him. Poor bastard. ” Syr Hoffren’s voice came from somewhere behind his shoulder...
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