Chapter 78: The Tax Collector

The broad wooden doors of the Castle swinging open. Their hinges no longer made the ominous screeching sound that had been indicative of their movements when they had first arrived in Fayedon. Eased by frequent use and care they gave no protest to Cassius as he reentered his home. Marching across the wide mouth of the threshold and into the entrance hall, one of the guards there sprang to attention.