Altmorin led the Eleonore and her group outside the manor. They've passed numerous soldiers clad in Prince's colors and several servants, their hands bound in rope as they were questioned and led outside.
The soldiers outside dispatched few spearmen that escorted the heroes back to the camp. It was several smaller tents forming a ring and three big tents in the middle. Soldiers paced outside, either doing chores or keeping watch on the perimeter.
Altmorin, Eleonore and others were let into one of the three large tents. Prince Asoth was seated on a large chair with several pillows for comfort and a medic standing nearby, grounding herbs.
"My Prince, we have killed Baron Lavyerque." "Prince Asoth! I've heard you've been hurt..." The white-haired prince nodded and shifted on his chair a little.
"Yes... a nasty encounter with a horseman's lance. But I'm allright now. Some of my agents are at the manor, searching for the Jewel and for few people." "How so?" "Lavyerque's last son escaped prior to the battle. Also, the woman who have been at Baron's side for few last months have also gone missing with a wealth of magical tomes. We've assumed that either of them might've taken the Jewel, and some men on horses are searching the forest around the manor by now." "I see. We will help immediatelly if only-" "No." With a heavy sigh, Prince Asoth slid a little in his chair and took a bowl handed to him by the medic, and took a long sip of the mixture in it.
"You've put a rebellion down almost by yourselves. That is enough for one day. My men will find the Jewel, while you have a well-earned rest. Do you need any supplies, Princess?" "My healing staff is out of magic. And we lack medicine and some of our weapons are not in best shape..." "Allright. Altmorin will get you some medicine we have in camp's stocks, and also weapons." "Right away, sir. You need anything besides medicine?" He turned toward Einar, Jorund and others.