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Chapters (27)
  1. Map of Eastern Ashai
  2. Regional Map of the Souelian Sea
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Characters
  27. Reign of Madness

Marcum nodded, “It is rare, but it can happen if a soldier proves himself to be a great leader of men. Of course, it generally happens during times of war. The soldier must not only prove himself in battle, but there must also be a need. In war, enemies will target the officers. If too many fall, the army must look to promote others. It is to our advantage to promote from within the seasoned veterans. Actually, I wish that I could promote all of my officers in such a way. Raising a man as a noble does not make him a soldier.”

General Marcum turned to Frisha. “Young lady, you are learning knives? What have you there?” The general indicated her belt.

Frisha, clearly not ready to talk so early in the morning simply nodded and handed the belt with knives to the general. Marcum studied the fine quality of the leather and the decorative scrollwork. He examined the small knives and tested their weight and edges. “This is a very nice gift and an unusual design, I might add. I do not think I have seen the like,” he remarked.

“I am still not very good,” Frisha mumbled, “but I can sometimes stick them in the target, now, even if they don’t hit where I want them to.”

General Marcum laughed. “Frisha, my dear, do not fret. If you have achieved that, then you are doing well. These things take many years to master.” Looking back to Rezkin he said, “I see that you have taken your promise of protection to the next level, Rezkin. From the story I heard last night, I can see that you have done well to protect them, but teaching them to protect themselves and making sure they have decent weapons with which to do so is most commendable.”

Rezkin bowed at the unexpected compliment and said, “It is the best way to ensure their safety. I cannot be with both of them at all times. Lieutenant Jimson has improved, as well, and I expect he will make a fine showing in his tier at tournament.”

“Is that so? Perhaps there is a promotion in his future, then,” the general said. Glancing out of the kitchen door and noting the lightening of the sky, General Marcum said, “It is time for me to be gone. I have duties to which I must attend. Have a pleasant day.”