Our adventures of yesterday, had pushed us some distance off of the path that Caywyn had planned and placed us closer to one of the troll army camps than we would have liked. Hence a good deal of the day was spent in getting us back on track while trying not to be noticed.
I sent Dunfallon over to the canyon early and he brought back word that the flood waters had receded. Caywyn greeted the news gladly and said that everything must now be clear all the way up to the capital.
While the four of us followed the Captain back to the canyon rim I talked to him about what to expect when we got to the capital. Was there a protocol we needed to observe when asking for an audience with the one eyed king?
Caywyn stopped and said, “What one eyed king? My cousin Nimrood has both his eyes.”
I did not know what to say.