The next morning started very nearly the same way as the previous day had, with the sound of war horns, running feet and someone knocking urgently on his door.
"Sorry, it's no pants Tuesday, you'll have to come back later." Wolfe called to the visitor, stopping Risa in her tracks mere centimetres from the door handle.
"I don't mind if you don't have pants on, Patriarch, but the King insists that you are needed at the wall." The voice of a Palace maid replied.
Wolfe shifted in the bed to place Rail in Nimue's arms and slid to the foot before activating his traditional Patriarch Robes instead of wearing the Castle's provided outfit. Then he checked that the rifle was loaded with the safety on, and slung it over his shoulder before heading to the door.
The maid led him back to the same parapet where he had launched the assault yesterday, then bowed and excused herself once the King and his companions were in sight.
