Hardly had the maglor-in-training grown accustomed to the role of leader of a pack—and, by the same token, the new head of the senior household in Droveia—when a whole pile of major and minor worries and problems fell on him.
He needs to build houses for his household members and find sources of income, deliver a freight caravan, and marry off the master’s nephew. And he must also strictly punish the rogues who built their profitable scheme on someone else’s pain.
On top of that, the maglor is determined to arrange his own happiness, despite the fact that no one of his friends believes in it anymore.
At least the maglor believes—and he has no intention of retreating either before the inexorable circumstances or in the face of mortally dangerous enemies.