Cold From The North by D. W. Ross

Author:D. W. Ross [Ross, D. W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

After leaving Runa, Melcun, and Rowden in the palace, Ogulf began to wrestle with his feelings. Losing Wildar was affecting him more than he would care to admit. Dying was accepted as a normal passage in Ogulf’s culture. Lingering on a lost loved one was normal, but he didn’t have time for such emotions if he was to stay focused on what he had to do. If only he hadn’t lost Wildar so suddenly, maybe then it wouldn’t have hurt so much. But he could still see Wildar’s body plunging into the Banespit whenever he closed his eyes, that was a sight he would never get rid of.

Ogulf thought about the other Keltbran who had died on the pass. He didn’t see their deaths when he closed his eyes, but it didn’t mean that he didn’t mourn for them. If anything, the number of them only fuelled his want for retribution. Vengeance was not a feeling he was familiar with and it wasn’t one that sat well with him. It felt like an uncomfortable rock in the depths of his stomach, one that wouldn’t move for anything, the kind that decided to shake slightly whenever it sensed your happiness just to remind you that you still had something to take care of. Ogulf had accepted that that revenge, which he hoped would someday chip away at this boulder of discomfort, would not be achievable for some time to come.

Another feeling that he couldn’t quite shake was an overwhelming sense of guilt. This guilt was stemming from his reluctance to leave his father and his people; it didn’t seem like the right thing for him to do as a Captain of Keltbran, one that could potentially lead their people one day. But he was the son of their founder, a tested fighter in battle, and determined to do the best for his people, so he chose to accept the guilt for now.

He even considered not going to Esselonia at all, instead wondering if it would be best to remain and help his father. Thankfully, that thought had all but disappeared since he’d spoken to Rowden and received his blessing – plus, if he didn’t seek out Feda, then he might not have people to return to at all. The invaders were expected to journey further south, but they had yet to make a move from their camp in Port Saker. Shingally scouts on the Sea of Blades had informed Lord Hanrik and his generals that the army in Port Saker was getting larger by the day, and from what they could tell, they were mounting men and arms before preparing to move towards the Kingdom of Shingal. Just like his mind, Ogulf’s reality was also a war.

He let his strides shorten and his steps slow as he wandered through the square in Luefmort. It was bustling with life, which offered Ogulf a welcome distraction from the disruption in his head.

Positioned on the parameters of the square were carts large and small.

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