There was no time to be standing around moping about it, however. Some of Tiller's men came to Vol to assist Penelope in the removal of his armour. Every single one of them standing in that hallway was drenched thoroughly to the bone, and sodden with mud. The only thing keeping them from being overcome by shivers was the adrenaline that still beat so firmly through their blood.
It took them a good few minutes of standing there before they had enough command over their fingers to attempt to undo the laces of their boots, so that they wouldn't be trailing mud all the way through the halls.
By then, Lady Tiller and Penelope had given the orders to what few servants remained in Karth Keep to have warm baths drawn up for the lot of them. Though, naturally, there were still many amongst them that would have to wait.
