Chapter 4 The League
Lady Cratha sat alone at a long table made to seat six. Five empty chairs lined on one side. Cratha sat in a sixth. Her normally orderly appearance was absent this day. A stack of papers half Arastor’s height sat next to her on the table.
Arastor was led to a chair several paces in front of the table. It was a chair in which the Dwarf refused to sit.
“So, you received these rings as a gift?”
“Pardon my manner, Milady. I came here in good faith from a friend. This looks more like an inquisition.”
Lady Cratha stood, then bowed to Arastor, “I apologize. I am Lady Cratha Nalinskat. You must forgive me; you caught us not at the best of times.”
Arastor looked at the empty chairs, “Us?”
Cratha flushed, “Yes, the rest are looking at other matters.”
“I see.” Arastor, sc
