Chapter sixteen
Concerns a meal by the king’s campThe great, all-conquering King Morbihom suffered a set-back and his forces, bested in the field by Queen Lush’s army of Lome, recoiled upon the town of Molophom.
There, at last, we caught up with the king.
Or, to be truthful, we caught up with the Kapts, the court, the hangers-on and camp followers, all the tumult of an army on campaign temporarily defeated and thirsting for revenge. The immediate result of Weymlo’s request to meet with the Kapts of the army was a brusque refusal.
No one said: “I told you so.”
Rings of campfires burned into the night on the ground outside the town. Inside all was uproar. Drunkenness was a mere everyday occurrence. Pillage, rapine, burnings and hangings went on all the time. The place was picked over li
