Heela docks the galley at the shore in the bottom of the hill.
The first thing I notice is a mage tower in the distance within the castle grounds.
I jump off the side, and make my way up the hill.
The whole compound is situated at the top of hill, making running via the rivers on the east side difficult to do undetected.
I think of my lady, she was good to me.
As good as she can be.
She is a monster, yet she doesn't let that out, and infect those around her.
She is good, in her own way.
Sloan is lucky, even this Milk kid.
She might do things in a viscous and ruthless way, but it comes from a different perspective.
She has her own perception of right and wrong, and won't let the world tell her shit.
I don't turn around.
My future awaits me up the hill.
I smack my lips and think of shire leaves.
Putting my hand in my pocket I feel my friend, the gold ball isn't taking in energy through the hole.
