Redsand Canyon Demons

he had been sparring, putting one or another of the soldiers through strict paces. and he had been contemplating the pending loss of his praefectus.

there had been rumblings in the north but it had ceased quickly. he thought it thunder. 

but now the eagle cut off his current task and strode straightforward to where the woman alys called again. kinfolk was becoming rather more in need of mereo, he thought with an objective and uncharitable turn of mind.

"lady alys," the imperator greeted, though to see her face something more had gone on. "how fares kinfolk?"