There was something in the Mist Walker’s voice. Something that confused me. It sounded like disappointment. “Horizon, why?”



“The king was plotting against his knights,” I said. “He was working with Rypan. Now they are no longer a threat.”

“Horizon, though your intentions were noble, you have just unleashed more evil upon this land,” the Mist Walker said.

“What? How can you say that? I removed an evil from this kingdom.”

The Mist Walker watched me for another moment before he shook his head and walked away.

I frowned to myself as I watched him disappear into the shroud of the night. I was a hero. I saved the lives of the knights of Tarlea. I had fought the good fight. I couldn’t see how what I did was wrong.