The King's Ring (The Netherworld Gate Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Their shift was almost over, and they sat playing a game of dice as the first bits of silvery light from the dawn started to rise in the east. “The night is quiet,” Jok said. “Every night is quiet around here,” Gek replied dryly. “At least it’s almost over. Cast the dice already, it’s your turn.” “You know I have to blow on them first.” Jok blew on the red dice and shook his hand vigorously. He threw the cubes onto the table and watched as they rolled. “Hah,” Gek shouted. “You rolled nine, I win.” Gek reached out and took the copper coins from the table, but Jok said nothing. “Oh don’t be a sore loser,” Gek urged with a chuckle. He looked up at Jok, but his mouth fell open in horror. Jok’s head hung limply to one side and the rest of his body was motionless against the back of the chair. The back of an arrow shaft protruded from his temple. Gek jumped down from his chair and crawled.
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