Chapter 13
By the time morning came, Trystan’s mind whirled with everything that must be done. Somehow, he’d have to get to the palace and face his uncle. Could he challenge him to a duel? Would Drake accept?
No. That would be too honorable, risking himself rather than his people.
But war? Trystan rubbed his throbbing temples. War was unacceptable. At least among his own people. They could fight, but for what? A throne that would sit empty as soon as Trystan needed to leave again? He had to face the truth. The mission to find Ramsey Kane couldn’t be postponed.
How was he supposed to lead his people from enemy territory?
But Drake must not be allowed to hold the throne either. If what Alixa said was true and her brother was with the pretend king, Lord Drake had chosen his side.
Grabbi
