149 The Knight Takes His Rest…

Erom went around shaking the lords and ladies of the land. He could immediately tell that a lot of them were not happy. He looked at Gavadiol to see if the king noticed. But if he did, he was doing a very good job of hiding it. Erom did not blame them too much. Aerithor’s lords and ladies prided themselves very highly indeed. It had been cute and all when Erom was just a random lad with the ear of the king. But to be promoted to that rank that quickly, that easily, just a peasant boy that he was, they could not like it. He would not like it if he was them. But now strangely, he realised that he did not care. Their opinion was secondary. Gavadiol was the king! He remembered how he had always thought of the king of Aerithor. For an ordinary street boy like him, that position always existed out of reach, out of touch. He had always wondered about the power the king wielded with awe and now, all that power was with Gavadiol! It was to be remembered that Lucas Corrad had killed a lot of