'What is he planning?'
Standing in the meeting room, with a large map strewn across the ancient wooden table that had come with the castle. Small figures were placed on the map, as well as miniature structures, representing the individual forces and the forts.
Lord Corvus stood at the table, leaning on it as he looked over it in deep contemplation, while his lowly assistant Seth stood behind him, his back pressed against the wall as if he was trying to blend into the wall itself. A feat he was actually becoming closer in achieving, thanks to the new piece of jewellery he wore on his finger.
His thumb idly played with the ring on his index finger, rolling it back and forth as he was deep in thought. He still wore the controller for the shock collar even though his rabid dog had been put down. But he had shifted that to his ring finger and now wore something new on his index.
