#Chapter 36: A Royal Challenge

Raven Firelight flickered across the village square, throwing dancing shadows over the tables lined with food and drink. The air smelled richly like roasted meat and fresh bread, mingling with the sweet smell of wildflowers that villagers had woven into crowns for the children. Music drifted from a group of musicians at the far end of the square, raucous and lively music that was made even more so by the people dancing in chaotic circles on the dance floor. It was a feast to celebrate the completion of the rebuilding, and just about everyone was in attendance. I sat with Neil and the three guards at a long wooden table near the center, surrounded by villagers who had worked tirelessly alongside us today to rebuild the homes destroyed by the rogue attack. For once, Neil looked relaxed, even laughing a little at something Eric had said. As I hungrily shoveled stew, bread, and ale into my face—half-starved after spending the day working nonstop—I let my gaze wander