King Richard VI looked through letters. An invitation to a dance, the official proclamation of the first Epan International Archery Competition, a plea for help from Ausa, a rather terrible financial report.
Helenna lay on the ground and watched the stars above. Divines did not need to sleep, nor could they get absolutely wasted like mortals, they could faint from pain or be put to sleep but Helenna was never good at closing her eyes. Now with Iniri gone, with Kavaa and Kassandora gone into that great green mass on the horizon, with them being accompanied by Fer… Could anyone sleep with all that on their minds?