“My goddess has assured me, she will protect us.”
That did not ease Penn’s mind. His lip quivered and for possibly the first time he feared for his life. Penn did his best to ease the mood, “Did she mention me specifically?”
Willow smiled uneasily, “Master Penn, thank you for that.” The priest was far enough into the cemetery, she could see newly dug graves, “Over there I would say.”
The sun was less than an hour from setting. Despite the chilly air Penn began to sweat., “We bess be findin it fast.”
“There!” Willow pointed to four freshly dug graves, “It must be one of those.”
The tombstones read of a small boy age seven, a woman that died during childbirth, a man with no first name and ‘Mikal Darkwater, Died in-service to his king.’
Willow gasped, she heard a woman screaming and the
