The man who was talking to him loosened the knot of his blindfold.

After removal of the cloth from his eyes, Saer struggled to see anything other than white colour. He thought he had lost his vision till he saw some people around him. They looked different with snow over their bodies.

Even though the vision was unclear, he was relieved to have his eyes functioning. While being blindfolded for a week, he had given up the hope of seeing things again.

Wax like substance had glued his eyelids together. Saer rubbed them off hard way. He noticed his eyesight was improving when he got glimpse of Fierlo rubbing his eyes. Saer didn’t look anywhere else till he got a look at him from Fierlo.

Fierlo stared at him for few seconds. Then he found something else amusing to look at. Fierlo also showed no interest in observing the well being of his friend when he saw the monument behind Saer. Saer also whirled back to see the big gate behind them.

The white monstrosity of metal stood tall on the snow, glorifying the already existing aura of Werhnh'An.

One soldier took Tadeas' head out of the bag and suspended on a string. Very soon snow covered decaying head of the old man. At this point his face didn’t look anything like how Saer and Fierlo had seen him.

Commander Evar moved to a horse to get grasp of a horn.

Even the horse felt comfort after the heavy horn was removed from its back. It moved its legs around in joy, although they sank wherever it decided to put step on.

Unable to keep it in air, Commander Evar sat on ground with the end of horn touching snowy land. He filled his lungs with air and blew the horn. The horn was so loud, Saer’s eardrums felt uncomfortable. On the other hand, Fierlo was worried about the possible avalanche because he had never been this high in mountains.

The second blow of horn was painful for Commander Evar. Saer could saw him getting pale. And the difference was noticeable in the sound as well because he was not as loud as the first time.

Evar doubted if he even had breath to blow it for the third time or not. But by looking at the closed gate, he feared he would have to trouble his lungs for the third time. With trembling lips, he put his mouth on blowing end.

The gate vibrated and made sound then snow on it began to crumble. Snow fell from the carvings on the gate when both of the giant sides separated to open the make space.

Commander Evar lay on soft snow while people inside were making entrance for him. He wanted to take some much needed rest before higher beings from the castle could come out.

Saer saw the castle when the gate got open.

The castle which was not visible before opening the entrance had now its top extending over the gate.

Gate hides the castle. Saer was fancied. And for Wernh'An he was fancied as well.

Someone whom Commander Evar had not expected was there to welcome him. Ser Angus of Shiver Fault. Despite of his efforts to hide fatigue, Ser Angus saw him lying on the floor.

But it seemed Commander Evar had bought seer disappointment along with some captives. Evar failed to see any element of delight on his face.

"Where is Lord Wernh'An?" Ser Angus asked Evar, who was upright now.

"He is lost." Evar spoke with great effort.

Ser Angus' eyes fell on Saer and Fierlo after a look of being displeased.

"Who are they?" Ser Angus questioned.

"They were with Tadeas before he died. These two claim Nortze has a weapon which can kill any enemy he wants." Evar said with the most significant question coming at last, "Is Lord here?"

"No."

"Then there must be some truth on what these two are saying-"

"Lord Wernh'An is alive!" Angus stopped him, "There is no weapon which can harm Lord Wernh'An."

"But Lord Wernh'An isn’t here. He never made it out of Prgey, I recokon."

Ser Angus looked at the blank sky.

"Leave them here." Angus said, "They will die-"

"They know something."

"Why should I trust them? They may even be spies. Do you know we got a fire raven from Southend Terriroty? And now you bring strangers here just based on what you think."

Commander Evar sighed, "Fine then."