Halwyn eventually had most of the Merchants put under house arrest to prevent them from interfering with Mirrindale’s defence, or worse; undoubtedly this was Cir’s intent in making parlay. Ruefully, he wondered if the Merchants would ever learn . . .

‘It is true, then,’ said the Thane’s aide. ‘Cir tries to parlay with the occupants of Mirrindale. They have ceased hostilities, and wait for some word.’

The Thane studied the burning embers of the fire, stirring at them with a stick. ‘Is it there any guess as to Mirrindale’s losses?’

The aide smiled. ‘I believe they are negligible. Mirrindale shows no sign of surrender, though no doubt the Merchants will be bending the ears of the soldiers to surrender or parlay with Cir.’

‘And Cir’s army?’

Still smiling, the aide said, ‘The ravine before the city wall appears choked with dead. I would estimate some four thousands. I think it likely that Halwyn knows he has the advantage.’

The Thane nodded. ‘Are the enemy supplies still unguarded?’

‘They are, sire.’

‘Then,’ said the Thane, ‘we will attack their rear. I cannot pass up such an advantage, whether those in Mirrindale deserve our aid or no. Have the soldiers ready themselves.’




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