Andor.
We reached Albion precisely three days before the full moon. But, we did not go into the village holding the spear we retrieved from King Andrew. Patrick and I buried it in the forest and marked the tree near the burial spot to make it easy to find.
When we got to Albion, the walls were appropriately guarded, with men at every possible blind spot. They recognized me and opened the gates for me to enter. Our horses rode through the muddy floor and stopped in front of the great hall. I was greeted outside by Rose. For someone who strangers invaded her home and killed her husband, she seemed upbeat.
"Welcome, my Lord." She greeted.
"How are you?" I asked.
"Great," Rose replied.
"How was your journey? I was informed that you took some time for yourself."
