1-Line Wednesday | May 22

"I'll hold them off. You go on, keep pushing your way up," the jarl said.

Ulfric and Val nodded. As soon as the ice broke away, Val grabbed the door and hurled it open.

They ran up the spiral staircase to the top.

The top of the tower had a glass dome, where Val could see the first few flakes of snow fall out of the sky.

Ulfric and Val were not alone in the room.

In the lands to the north, a war has broken out between elves and humans. One such battle takes place in a snowy town. But they are not alone at the top of this watchtower. Who is waiting for them? You’ll need to read The Feckless King to find out.