Since Ojwin and Hanbritt had been repulsed, the people within Dragonblood Castle became much more relieved. Linley, Dylin, and Tarosse all went to the main hall, chatting and laughing while enjoying the sumptuous dinner feast.
Linley’s group were all in a fine mood.
But, Ojwin was in a terrible mood!
In the gray, clouded skies.
Ojwin and Hanbritt were flying shoulder to shoulder back towards the O’Brien Empire.
Hanbritt glanced at Ojwin. “Ojwin, don’t be so unhappy. Both Tarosse and Dylin were both more powerful than you had predicted. Just the two of us, go and kill Olivier under their watch? It is virtually impossible.”
Ojwin was silent.
“To kill Olivier, the only options are to do so when he leaves Dragonblood Castle, or…when Tarosse and Dylin leave Dragonblood Castle.” Hanbritt recommended. “Ojwin, for now, just give it up. When the time comes, if we can ask Lord Adkins to act, or perhaps Barnas or Gatenby to help us, we will have complete assurance of victory.”
