"My lord..." I quickly curtsied, for lack of a beter idea. "He has struck again!" I told the slightly bemused knight. “His Darkness is back!” That wiped the grim off his face.
“What?” He said in a hoarse whisper. I knew what had happened last time the Dark Lord – whose name was still completely unknown to us – had ‘visited’ Sir Wayne’s village. “That slaughtering pig has dared to show his ungrateful face again? The King will hear about this!” He turned hence to leave, before I grabbed his arm.
“No! The king would send out an army to seek him out, and what use would that do?” He opened his mouth to interupt me, so I carried on hastily. “It would send that sorcerer back into hiding only for him to come back even more powerful! He is problem enough after his current bout of attacks.”