A Knight's Duty

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‘Not far now. There’s a mountain path that will lead us to a side gate once we make it through the trees,’ Irfang said. He rested a hand on the hilt of his arming sword, half expecting an ambush by the Princess’s loyal fools. Fighting in the thicket in plate was the last thing he wanted, especially while Frel carried his cuirass. He needs to build some muscle anyway, Irfang thought. Thick vines drooped between the trees and coiled loosely in the undergrowth threatening to ensnare his ankles with every step.

‘Irfang, are you sure about this tip. We’ve came an awful long way on the word of a traitor,’ Danrad said. He scattered the midges with a wave of his arms but they quickly returned to nibble on his skin.

‘If I were His Majesty I wouldn’t have sent Lucan with us if I didn’t think it was solid information,’ Irfang said, unless… no point thinking about that now.

Lucan grunted. Stepping over a rotten tree trunk thick with mushrooms and slugs. Danrad sighed and turned to his squire, …