A Paladin s WarChapter 7 A Brewing Storm
Shenla stole silently through the stone hallways of Amindaer’s fortress-palace, a sprawling warren of marble, granite and stone built into the mountains that bordered Palistair’s southern peninsula. It was night outside, and few of the lamps lining the hall were lit, though her eyes could see well enough even in pitch black. Lightning flashed frequently through the tall arched windows as she passed them, followed soon after by booms of thunder that shook the glass and vibrated the stone...