Chapter 49

The rioters were shocked into silence. Shamus stared with open mouthed shock. He looked desperately into the crowd, but whoever he was looking for he could not find. He muttered something but at that moment two more crowds approached.

On the right Meredith with Galen's armed warriors who were armed, armoured and on horseback. On the left is a many of the folk of Yolin's Hill mixed with some from Ferisdarm they all bowed low upon seeing me: my unwanted worshippers. 

"What is going on here?" Meredith and a man from the left crowd asked in unison.

"Justice." Shamus answered. 

"They burned our house down." Morgana replied. 

Meredith looked at the burning house, and then to the torches in the mobs' hands. 

She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and said, "You fools." 

"Where is my nephew?" Shamus demanded.

"The war effort demands his constant attention."

"That is not an answer." Morgana pointed out with contempt.