Clearing his throat, Alrin clapped Kristof on the shoulder and stepped back. "I believe I'll take my leave. It is good to have you returned to us, Highness. The Legion has rarely been blessed with such fortune."
Håkon did not think anyone considered him a blessing or a fortune but did not argue. When the door had closed behind Alrin, he turned back to Kristof. "The dreams"
Kristof broke into a smile. "So it was shared dreaming. So many times I tried to get an answer out of you, but I could never hear what you said. Not until that last encounter when you said you were dead "
"I thought I was," Håkon replied. "The necromancer had me chained to his wall with blessed steel. I was severely weakened and the barrier was still in place. Who survives an attack by a giant squid, being lost at sea, and being captured by a necromancer on a magically sealed island?"