This sudden turn of events left Murphy somewhat dazed.
He waited until Kelvin and his men had vanished into the snowstorm before slowly exhaling a white plume of breath.
He was secretly relieved.
'If I hadn't sensed Kelvin approaching just in time, I probably would've been forced to reveal my true strength.'
'With my skills, I probably could have escaped the Baron's Castle, but that would've completely ruined my plan to stay here as a Groom. The mission for option two would have certainly failed as well.'
'The Lord Baron's decision was certainly swift and decisive…'
Murphy rubbed the arm he'd scraped on the ground, thinking to himself.
He knew all too well the dangers that came with a shift in power.
The Old Baron's ability to make such a decision in so little time—sending Sylvan to the South and letting Kelvin take over the domain—was a startling display of resolve.
