Deline raised her eyebrows at this interloper. “Pardon me, Lord Eigeran. I must have misheard you.”
“Was I speaking to you, prisoner?”
“Sir.” Ranger Learone cleared her throat. “The Claw of the Bear is not a prisoner. I and the soldiers here are.”
“And your commander?” His body language suggested he was either intentionally ignoring Deline to slight her or he was unaware of what a Claw of the Bear could do.
“He died of his own doing, sir. He upset the prisoner Teshone, who fell on him.” Continue reading