The doors to the Marquis' chambers opened with a crash as guards stationed nearby rushed into the room.
Leading the way was a man with tanned, leathery skin and sun-bleached hair who moved with a quick, rolling gait as he shouldered his way past the other soldiers to be the first one into Bors' bedchamber.
"My Lady!" Captain Albyn shouted when he saw blood running down Jocelynn's chest from a ragged wound above the neckline of her dress. "What demon did this?" he shouted as he drew the heavy, curved sword from his hip and searched around the room for any sign of a threat.
One look around the room told him very quickly that something was very, very wrong. He'd heard Lord Bors call of 'demons in the keep', but there was no sign of demons anywhere in the room unless you counted the mounted horns or the other trophies scattered around the room.
