Chapter18

#Chapter18

What happens in the village stays in the village

Talus' POV

I shook hands with the Sul. A smile spread widely on his face. He was happy. I had won his Suldom back for him. He still wore the bandage on his arm and I noticed he winced once in a while. His long black hair was tied into a bun and he was graced in a purple robe.

The morning was calm and birds soared in the air chirping. Isalo and Janos both shook the Sul before they mounted their horses. I sent him a curt nod and climbed Dracula. Gripping the reins, I glanced back. Dalfean soldiers lined behind me, spears and shields in their hands. They had fought well. I was proud of them. But it was time to go home.

At my side was Isalo and Janos on their horses. The two hadn't fought today so it was a clear sign that things were going well. The two always fought for the stupidest things.