MALRIC
"Has my letter been delivered to your father?" Malric asked Aedryn who as usual, was sprawled against the couch of his office with no care in the world.
Actually, it was Aedryn's office practically speaking, but in light of recent developments, that fact no longer seemed to matter.
"It has been delivered." Aedryn answered, swinging his feet to the ground.
"I found it strange that you sent him an urgent message. Did anything happen?" Aedryn asked in a strained voice like he couldn't take any more action than they were already facing.
"You sound tired already." Malric said, observing the quiet distress lurking in his dark eyes.
"Tomorrow has me on an edge." Aedryn confessed. "Are you sure we shouldn't do more? I felt overwhelmingly underprepared."
"The more you prepare, the more you spook the enemy." Malric inserted coolly while he examined the map route of Stormrest to WinterFang.
