Chapter 81

After a friendly exchange with the Doorkeeper, we were let in once the previous meeting was finished. Time in the day was easily made for those that deal with dragons.

Only two of the Kings were seated. Also, the Kings of Gelt had an entourage this time. No longer were we in a private meeting to do a shady task.

No, a rising faction was getting a public meeting with the elite of Elkilbour. Sink or swim time for we only had ourselves. Druids wouldn't save us and the Kings had sent us out to die. Whether they understood that or not was yet to be seen.

The Kings were each Chiefs of major clans. Western King Chief of Clan Logelf, Northern King Chief of Clan Macfae. Eastern King Chief of Clan Moflin.

Other chiefs of minor clans as well as key persons worked around the hall.

Two new people of importance joined our meeting. The first was a doughy, elderly woman with amber eyes of a wolf.