Master Gaven appeared in the middle of the courtyard, he studied the station. Men were fixing the walls and giant spears that were crooked. They were under attack.
"Who are you?" He felt a sword on his neck and grinned.
"I see that wolves have a brutal temper, yet!"
He slowly turned back and his eyes met Holcane.
"I am coming from king Edward."
"Withdraw your sword idiot! He is a big magician of the great table."
Silphya almost shouted. She could see the man's aura and his strong magic that was lashing the air and these stupid people couldn't even sense it.
Holcane pouted as she disrespected but his brother asked him to take care of her. Taking his sword down, he walked away, didn't bother to guide the man.
Master Gaven was looking at the faerie in bewilderment. She was the seventh member of the great table. The person who had never attended the meetings; her current magic was weak, her body also sounded fragile.
