"House Ashbourne rules over the entire northern wastelands."
"B... But isn't that House a mere barony that wasn't even known by the barons of the wastelands a year ago?"
Jon gasped.
"That was a year ago. The barons of the wastelands have ceased to exist. Perhaps you knew Lord Asher as a baron?"
Claude leaned forward.
Jon sighed. "I did. Is my old friend Kelvin the butler still alive?"
Claude blinked. "You mean the regent? Of course he still lives. He's the last man His Lordship will allow to die."
Chuckling Claude got to his feet. "Why don't you stay? I'll be heading for Nineveh, and I would love to introduce you to His Lordship."
Jon breathed out heavily.
"It would be a pleasure."
He didn't know what Asher's expression would be, but he yearned to see. Was it truly that young man?
Could it be that what his daughter said wasn't a lie? Did they truly have Moonlit Starhorn cattle back then?
