ARGENTIUS STOOD
in front of his throne, and started pacing. Llewyn had been gone for nearly a year. The last words she had said to him were "I hate this place, I hate this castle, and I'm leaving." Argentius had given her some gold and sent her off at that point, but he was sure that she would have been back by now. Perhaps something had happened to her? His mind filled more and more with worry.












