Marcus and Talia have gotten married, and have become leaders of the Eastern Region. However, the peace and joy they have are too good to last. As the consequences of their choices begin to emerge, Nathaniel visits his friends. Has Nathaniel waited too long to help? Will his current attention be enough to help steer them out of the turbulent seas of political intrigue? Or will these two farmers get dragged under the unrelenting tides? Check out the latest installment of Arrival.
Nathaniel leaned against a wooden doorframe and waited for it to open. When it did, Marcus sauntered out of the cabin. Shaking his head, Marcus pulled the door closed behind him. Leaning against the wooden wall, he looked at his friend and asked, “What do you want, Nathaniel?”
Scoffing Nathaniel cocked his head, “That’s not a nice way to greet a friend.”
“Hello,” Marcus grumbled as he stalked over to a chair. Plopping down, he blabbered, “What do you want?”
With a huff, Nathaniel sat down next to Marcus. Tapping against the arm to the chair, he asked, “How are you farmers in the East doing?”
“Are you going door to door, Nathaniel?” Marcus asked as he crossed his feet and folded his arms across his chest. Bobbing his head, he drawled, “I don’t see the leader of this fledgling government doing that.” With a scoff, he pointed at the lone horse adding, “It’d take too long even with a team of horses. And you appear to have just the one.”
Lifting his hands in surrender, Nathaniel replied, “You’re right, Marcus. I’m not going door to door. The rest of the people in the East respect you, they talk to you.”
“Why does that bring you here?” Marcus asked, narrowing his eyes.
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