The knights didn't wait for gates.
They went over the fence like it wasn't there, moving at speed toward the treeline. Darion had never seen men move like that. They were moving like orphans who had identified the person that killed their parents and were dashing to take Vengeance.
He watched them coming from the tree and his mind was moving in several directions at once.
They had identified him. They hadn't guessed or suspected, but had identified him. They had clearly spotted that someone was on that tree with a perceptive glass looking at them.
Someone had been watching the treeline specifically, with enough patience and enough focus to catch him in the tree at distance in the dark.
Which meant them not being asleep wasn't because it had happened by chance or they just been having fun they lost count of time.
Instead, it had been about looking, finding and waiting for whoever was responsible to come back.
He had underestimated them.
