Eodwine
Eodwine looked around. It was darker inside than out. He peered into the relative gloom until his eyes adjusted.
"Hilderinc, I have a message for Lord Athanar from the king." He could hear the wavering in his own voice. It was distressing, but he was determined to see this through. "Please lead us to him."
Hilderinc nodded. "This way. Follow me."
"Saeryn," Eodwine asked, in a low voice, "is Lord Athanar right handed or left handed?"
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