Chapter 45: Duel in the Forest
Dirge POV
The real High Lord Ilbryen Blacklocust, bewildered and foggy-eyed, didn’t seem like such a bad fellow. He looked like someone who’d been tricked by his best mate–or someone who pretended to be his friend.
Dirge gestured to Graydon Chalice, who’d joined in the fun along with Edna Chalice, Dane, Lilia, and Ravyn. “Wizard Judge Chalice said that the boon sounded like it was made under duress. After all, this imposter was holding Prince Narbeth’s tree hostage.”
All the wood elves had their weapons up at the very idea.
Judge Chalice cleared his throat. “That’s right, and given that sad case of the scrub pokeroot tree in your history–”
Loud hisses from the wood elves and a shower of leaves and fruit from the trees interrupted his words. One of the royal heralds blew a blast on a ram’s horn to silence everyone.
Prince Narbeth gestured to Graydon. “Please, Your Honor. Continue.”