I flipped through the book and landed on page 133.
The sound was loud and harsh. It broke the calm of the night sky, sending rooks circling into the air with terror.
His hounds went berserk, barking and biting each other’s tails. The call of the knight’s horn rang out over the valleys and mounds and tracks and moats of this land, shaking leaves from the trees and sending ripples through ponds.
“Five months! Five months you -dare I say it- gentlemen have been sitting on this little scheme of yours and only now you decide to inform me of it!” Lady Alexia Maccon did not enjoy being surprised by declarations of intent. She glared at the men before her. Fully grown, and a goodly number of centuries older than she, yet they still managed to look like shamefaced little boys.