This phenomenal event boosted Daniel's confidence and he began to think that we were too useful to hang.

The messages became numerous and Silas seemed to be going deeper into the abyss.

Right on the third day, before it all started, he came to us.

Rambling on about all sorts of things typical of a stoned person, asking for more potion.

So I gave him the medicine that had been added with a special dose of Flower Grass.

The way he rambled bluntly was actually not too troublesome.

The time when people are most honest is when they lose their minds, and even though most of what they said was nonsense, I drew some conclusions.

Things are getting out of hand for Livingsworth.

The centre of their government was taken over.

The king won most of the battles.

Moonrise was the safest haven for them at the moment, I assumed.

Even so, the next day, Silas told me about the rumours of a dispute between the King and the Prince.

About the chances of victory somehow increasing.

If I'm not mistaken, he a

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