"It will be dawn in a short time now, Decaron will require his final instructions. " Cassian broke the silence after a short time.
"Hmmm." Jian hummed in response but made no attempt to get up to his feet from where he sat at the edge of the hill.
Jian's eyes were also closed in meditation and Cassian could tell Jian had no intentions to return to the camp or see Decaron off himself.
Ever since the report of Fort Blazed had arrived, Jian had been in a dark mood, far worse than his wrath at the elusive troll golem.
Cassian understood that all that happened beyond their control were considered by Jian to be his own failures as King.
Neither Cassian nor anyone who knew Jian would conform to this train of thoughts, Jian was the most capable ruler the stronghold had known.
And it was precisely because of the depth of his love for his people and these lands his father had conquered, it was perhaps the only thing that could move Jian's heart.
