CCXVI. The Rocky Crown

The rock face flowed next to the platform, equipped with a low wooden fence as protection not to fall down and Dag continued to look up, unable to wait any longer to achieve his goal and meet his woman.

"So? How are you going to do that? What is our action plan? We find the Masters, and… then?" asked Gridd, approaching him so as not to be heard by strangers.

"This time I don't have a precise plan... I'll improvise. I'm sorry, Gridd, but I can't think of anything but Freydis. After I'll see her, I'm sure I'll be able to concentrate. Besides, I believe that you have great communication skills, too. If I will not convince them to join the Iron Alliance, you will" Dag replied, without looking down.