Owain caught up with his master as the old man reached the steps leading into the great hall. Laughter and merriment drifted down from the hall, muffled by the rain and the sounds of the approaching storm. A bolt of lightning illuminated the courtyard, dazzling Owain’s eyes. The thunderclap that followed shook the earth below their feet, while Owain pressed his hands against his ears.

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Chapter 3: Great Hall

Owain and his Master meet the Mistress of Skeinhold.