Disclaimer : See chapter 1.
Missing
Vanora and some other girls whose name he did not know spoke quietly to Eirwen. The maiden's face was serene but absent, and her gaze was empty ; the laughing sparkles usually dancing in her eyes had been extinguished by loss and grief.
The tavern was eery in a way : most of the Sarmatian knights were missing, or in a drunken stupor. Even the few remaining patrons still conscious were unusually quiet.
Jols closed his eyes. How he longed to hear laughter and to listen to playful teasing... But laughter would not echo in Badon Fort this night ; this night belonged to gloom and mourning.
Percival... Jols thought... How we all miss you, you and your laughter...