Chapter 271
The victory banquet ended late at night, after the warriors had completely drained the last drink left at Findvald Fortress. One by one, they sprawled on the floor, succumbing to sleep.
Except for a few sentinels, everyone was snoring loudly as they dozed off. Ivan rubbed the stiff back of his neck and sat on the watchtower, gazing at the Eastern Front.
Hoo…
The wind swept through his hair, bringing a dry and cool breeze not typical for late summer. Ivan squinted, quietly watching beyond the darkness.
Thud, thud.
He felt a presence approaching, climbing the steps of the watchtower, but he didn’t bother to look back. The sound of footsteps was enough to tell him who it was.
Indeed, the one who came sat down heavily beside him and asked.
“What are you doing?”
“On guard.”