Part 5.

Captain Charles Sarman II woke up with a start, pulling his dagger out from underneath his bedroll, holding it up to the throat of the young man with the start of stubble on his face. Strangely, the young man didn’t even flinch, but instead silently handed the captain a scroll, and merely held his finger up to his lips. Silently, the captain left his tent, holding the scroll up to the light of the full moon so he could read it clearly. It was an order pertaining to the battle the next day. It told him to make sure that his men were to stand near the rear, and to try to give reasons to make as many of them archers as possible. The reason was that the Dutchards may be using the Augustine army to ensure an easy takeover after the war against Vlasire. After reading the scroll, Charles handed the scroll back to the silent messenger and nodded to him. It would not do to have any of the Dutchard men learn of the scroll. The messenger then ran into the woods, leaving behind absolutely no evidence that he had been there at all. For a moment, the captain wondered if he had dreamed it all, and that he had simply sleepwalked outside. He simply shook his head to dismiss the thought; he had seen what doubt can do. It can kill, and not only the one who doubts, but also those around him, both beneath him, and above him. Doubt can take down kings as easily as guards.