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8.01.4.2.1-2

4.2 The challenge


“Get it over here, fools,” Assawin 

snapped impatiently at a pair of 

soldiers. Struggling under the weight 

of a great rock, they had dug up out 

of the river. 


Graisingh was suspicious on an 

instant. He looked over at the pair of 

men dressed-down by their general. 

Struggling up from the riverbank. 

A large boulder carried between them. 

His eyes flashed back at Seur, stood 

where his guards had dragged him. 

Right in front of himself. Seur 

frowned at him. Asking his prince 

what was going on.


Graisingh set his jaw, grimly his look 

flashed back at the general. Seeking 

an answer himself. Only getting back 

a smirk. A knowing look. A sardonic 

smile that knew more than Assawin 

was letting on.


Maybe the key to this prince’s 

toughness was not the strength in his 

body. Days of tortured hard work 

had not broken his back. Maybe, 

Assawin wondered to himself, he 

could break this troublemaker in 

other ways.


“Take it, dog.” Dismissively 

Assawin snapped at Seur to take the 

boulder off the guards. 


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