Demigod of WarChapter 6
Day 2: John woke up the next morning to Deni calling his name. “Jonmorgan! Jonmorgan! Wake up! My father says you must come meet the council. Wake up, Jonmorgan!” “I’m up, I’m up.” He muttered, sitting up on the fur-covered pallet in the tiny cell they’d given him. “Tell Rorik I’ll be there in a minute.” “Yes sir!” Deni said from the other side of the cloth they’d hung in his doorway for privacy. “Damn, I could use some coffee.” He muttered. Good morning. He heard. We didn’t want to...