Chapter 25

The night was strangely cold, even through the thick fur coat he could feel the cold seep through, biting at his skin and fingers. He would have preferred the afternoon to when it was hot to make this journey to the table but as he stood at the tower waiting for the priests and temple helpers to finish with what they were doing he realized they had no plans of leaving any time soon. So he had waited.

And then his wife had gone to sleep, the villagers and retired to their homes, people closed their windows and doors, only then did he don on his coat and sneak out of the palace.