Chapter III: The Second Prince
The guard's wariness shifts to uneasiness, or so Falnis' believes he detects. Still, he wastes no time in nodding and hurrying down a narrow flight of stone stairs on the interior of the wall, and along with his companion, lift the large, wooden beam sealing the gate. After few moments of panting and grunting the gates swing open with a loud creak.
"Welcome to Calarn m'lord," the guard bows curtly, still panting.