"Who exactly is that man to you?" Yetos could not understand why the other man valued him so highly. Wasn't he merely a White-Pattern Leader? Would Idiveer really care about the life of a leader of that rank?
"There must be more to him." He felt he was beginning to understand.
Below the walls, Idiveer lowered his head, evidently weighing whether to tell him. Just then, Yetos added from above, "You're too late, Idiveer. That man was burned at the stake at noon today. I set the fire myself."
"What?! You burned him to death?!" Idiveer sounded utterly shocked, and his expression changed dramatically.
"You actually dared to burn him alive?! Do you know who he was?!" His voice thundered, its fury unmistakable.
"Why should I care who he was? He was just an enemy prisoner. I could kill him if I pleased. Besides, he wouldn't give up a single word. I despise people like that, so I barely hesitated before ordering him taken to the stake."
"You're finished, Yetos! The flames of vengeance will crash down like towering waves, not to take your city, but solely to kill you! Wherever you go, you'll never escape Lord Olni's wrath!" He was almost hysterical.
"Olni?" Yetos searched his memory for the name but could recall nothing about the man.
Soxia, standing beside him, spoke. "Heh, Olni? If I remember correctly, he's the cousin of your Tribal King, Orphdo. Dawnlight Warrior Olni, isn't it?"
The Viking Tribes did not grant the title of marquess, and they could have only one Tribal King. Beneath the Tribal King, their honored ranks were called warriors, with names drawn from their worship of the sun. From highest to lowest, they were Dawnlight, Blindness, Falling Star, Mountain Subduer, and Hidden Veil.
"That's him. You know a thing