The Royal Tournament – Prologue

Jan 13

I make this for the King!

I make this for the King!

Splidge the Cragflinger – The Royal Tournament – Prologue

The door creaked open and the Clockmaker looked up. A tall thin man dressed in black stood in the doorway, a hood hiding his face. The cold February chill blew into the room. The old hunched Clockmaker hated interruptions when he was working. It was early and he was not expecting any visitors.