The setting sun painted the sky a warm, orange-red. Its lingering light cascaded over the ancient bricks of Black Stone Castle, as if coating them in a layer of shifting golden sand.
Raylo landed in the castle courtyard. Baofeng folded its iron feathers and let out a powerful cry, announcing the Lord's return.
"Ed, tally the casualties and reassure the soldiers."
Raylo ordered as he unfastened his armor.
"Also, have Scribe Evan come to my study."
"Yes, my Lord."
Ed replied in a deep voice and immediately began to organize his men.
Raylo strode through the hallway, the large white cat padding gracefully beside him.
Coal Ball, meanwhile, hopped and skipped along behind Moonlight like a little tagalong.
The study door was pushed open, revealing a roaring fire in the hearth.
Raylo threw himself into a large armchair, his taut nerves finally finding a moment of relief.
Soon, Scribe Evan hurried over.
"My Lord, you sent for me."
Evan bowed slightly.
