Eamon's castle was big, and it was crawling with guards.
Vale and his group were invited inside, but only Vale went to the great hall with Eamon. Instead of using his throne-like chair at the top of the dais, he dragged a normal chair closer to Vale's place to sit.
"We can begin now," Eamon said.
Vale went straight to the point. "As you are now, do you think you can defeat my brother?"
Eamon shook his head without hesitation. "Of course not. Thrain Athrimir has all the cards, except for my army and your own."
Vale nodded in admittance. "But you have something planned. That's why you are gathering your army. That's why you have them outside your gate in sheer defiance."
Eamon didn't say anything. He only shifted on his seat.
Vale raised his hand and brought out his tower, letting it touch down on his right palm. "Do you know what this is? It's called the Commander's Tower, and one of its powers is to make short-time laws.
"Let's test that out. No lies are allowed here!"
