Outside the palace, guards began to scramble into action.
More sentries were officially posted around the sealed city gate. Every guard in the city was either already on the wall to see the lurking threat, rushing to gather the ballistae scattered throughout the city walls, or on edge while waiting for their turn to join the fray.
The citizens were just as worried, if not more! They hurried to their homes. They sealed their doors and windows as best they could. And they prayed to Dominus to make it through the siege alive and well.
But one drunk had already made his move.
During his long wait, Lambier eventually claimed a small, dead-end alley for himself. There was even a makeshift shelter from scrap crates and a large, dirt-stained tarp.
