“They’ve already burned our outpost and impersonated a group of Cunars.”
“What’s this now? Why wasn’t I told of this?” Valen looked around the room, but all eyes were on Charlaine. “There seems to be a lack of communication in Rizela,” he continued. “Either that or someone is conspiring with these raiders.”
“I resent the implication!” said Harker. “Perhaps you should go back to Tarsus and spend more time at court.”
“How dare you!” said Valen. “I represent King Argano!”
“Stop this bickering,” interrupted Lord Broden. “We should let the sister continue.”
Charlaine took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “My plan is simple enough. We have people watching the coast until a raider is spotted. We have a good description of their boats, so we should be able to avoid confusion in that rega
