450 CDL. The Chromed Army (1/2)

Resisting the embarrassment, the two fell asleep, while the faint light of candles on the shelf of the room illuminated the white stone walls.

...

”Daaag!”

”Daag, wake up!”

”Captain, wake up, quickly!”

Several voices called Dag from all directions, infusing agitation into the air.

”Uhm... what... what's going on?” he said, slowly opening his sleepy eyes and discovering that Freydis was not lying next to him.

”You will never believe who is right outside the gates of the Fort! You have to come and see with your own eyes, brother!” Gridd exclaimed, who along with Reidar, Egill and Freydis was in front of him and called him insistently.

”Mmh... okay, all right... I'm still very sleepy, but I'll get up anyway. Just give me a moment” he whispered, resting his head again on the straw pillow and yawning, looking at the ceiling.

After less than a minute, despite the morning cold outside the warm winter blankets, Dag got up and walked downstairs, intending to leave the building.

He noticed with astonishment that there were not even one of his warriors inside the building, not even an archer of the Hunters Of Ullr, and this was a rather strange thing, considering that the dawn had only passed for a few minutes and that the Sun had not yet risen completely.

As soon as he went down the stairs, the inevitable Thalos was there, standing still waiting for his master, as a faithful good friend.

”My friend, you're the only one waiting for me, thank you! What's going on? Who's there?” he asked as if the wolf could answer him.

When he walked out the door of the palace, he noticed that almost all the guests of the Fort were gathered on the front walls, attached to each other.

”Master Dag! We await your order to open the gate! All the other Masters have already given their permission, only yours is missing!” Terje exclaimed, who along with the other soldiers next to him, had a happy expression on his face.

”But why doesn't anyone want to tell me what's going on? Damn, I'm going to have to go up there!” Dag said jokingly, stretching his sore muscles and climbing the ladder leading to the top of the observation tower.

Gridd, Egill, Reidar, and Freydis made room to let him pass, while he out of the corner of his eye noticed that on the other tower, the one on the other side of the door, there were Sander, Kjell, and all the others, with their gaze pointed downwards and his face smiling.

Without saying anything and intrigued to look at what was more important than his sleep and also attracted so much the attention of his companions, he looked in front of him.