by Nic Weissman
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Mositus mark was one of the wettest places in the kingdom of Bor. This, combined with the low temperatures of that day, made it really unpleasant to be outdoors. Today was the day that the orb should reach its destination. Sathudel waited impatiently on the top floor of the tower. A squadron of soldiers from the Royal Army from Central Bor County and loyal to Vargarr protected the place, inside and outside the tower.
Everyone who was there, except Sathudel, believed to be watching the prison of a dangerous spy, who had fallen into the hands of the troops of the Marquis. Sathudel was the only one with permission to climb to the top floor where the “prisoner” was held. He was responsible for the food that the logistics delivered daily for the maintenance of the soldiers and the prisoner himself. Actually, Sathudel ate a part of what they cooked for the prisoner and got rid of the rest.
No one could suspect that the top floor of the tower had been selected as the place to locate the mighty Orb of Wrath. Urlabus would be responsible for bringing it up there, and activating it when the time came. They expected the magician to arrive that afternoon. Sathudel was a man of Vargarr's utmost confidence and was totally loyal. He was a skillful soldier, cleverly directing the detachments of troops, for which the major had understood that he was an ideal candidate.
Sathudel warned the soldiers that important visitors would come that afternoon to interrogate the prisoner: the Count of Borydos, a powerful magician and Vargarr himself. But that was a top secret mission and they couldn't reveal any details to anyone. Between the history, reasonably credible, and the blind loyalty professed by their commander, no soldier suspected what was really happening.
Sathudel looked out of one of the windows of the tower and saw in the distance a carriage drawn by four horses. The orb was about to arrive. Some exciting days lay ahead.
CHAPTER 6: THE CASTLE
