Earl Soleg - Part 4

"I am sorry, Vol," she said. "But what use would it be to have us die here, if only for my safety?"

"We can still fight our way through," Vol hissed.

"And risk losing more men? You yourself said that we don't know what is ahead of us, and so we need to save as many resources as we can."

"Aho…" Soleg said. That was the only sound he made when he caught sight of Penelope, and her long silver hair. He nodded to himself, once, then twice. "You know, they say Queen Asabel has hair of the finest gold, and to look at her is to look at a Goddess descended down to the realm of the mortals. They sing songs of her, as if she were some forest spirit, rather than a human. What a rare creature she must be, for there to be such tales of her, so few years into her reign…"

Of course, Vol knew Queen Asabel. Even if he hadn't wished to, he would have known of her. She was one of the Stormfront Silver Kings – and she had been famous for her support of Oliver Patrick.