The King’s Call

Brushing past the scouts, Cyrus sprinted to the target. The warriors quickly fell in behind him in case it was a trap.

When he got there, he saw it was abandoned. They had been there, it was evident, but now they were gone.

Curses poured from Cyrus’s mouth in rage. By now the sun was setting and they would be unable to pursue them tonight.

After his tirade, the king ordered the camp to be made not