Ryder
It had been two days since King Christian had put Harkem and his generals on those shaming posts she’d been walked down there herself to see it by his Envoy Spira, yesterday, and asked in front of that man, what the device that would remove the cuff from all of their wrists looked like, and where she’d last seen it. “Around his neck.” Had been her words.
Harkem had sat glaring up at her from his very uncomfortable position on this, one of his own shaming posts. She could see that he’d gotten more than one beating, likely several of them, and she didn’t think it was from any of the King’s unit or warriors that he still had here, even though he’d left the camp himself.
“It’s a stone, that allowed for the magical sealing of the cuff, I was told.” She stated though there was no neckla
