"They turned out to be untrue," said Eodwine matter of factly. "The messenger seems to have guessed wrong."
"But you were summoned?" Falco asked. "That's the word hereabouts."
"Yes, I was summoned." Eodwine took a drink while Saeryn and Falco waited for him to continue.
Eodwine glanced at each of them, their eyes big with anticipation waiting for him to spill his news. He was not teasing, actually. No, far from it, though it must seem that way to him. Rather, he was sore put to it to find words to carry his thought.
"The King has ended my service to him," he said finally with a sigh. Now their eyes were big as saucers.
"Whatever for?" Falco managed, finding his voice.
"Seems I've been set out to pasture, as it were." Eodwine looked at Saeryn. "Well?" he grinned. "You're obviously full of a question waiting to be asked. Out with it."
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