Tarkyn glanced at him, then looked away. “Do you think I was unfair?”
Danton raised his eyebrows in surprise. “No. It is the way of the world that different people are treated differently. No. I accepted your judgement without question and, to be honest, with a great deal of relief. Within the sorcerers’ framework, you were very lenient.”
“But,” supplied Tarkyn, “from the woodfolk’s point of view, the issue would never have arisen.”
“Exactly. So, you want me to behave as a woodman, yet I am still under threat of punishment for transgressing as a sorcerer.” Danton hurried on, “Don’t misunderstand me. I know I shouldn’t have hit Waterstone. But I am confused about where the expectations stop and start.”
“Danton, my friend, so am I.” Tarkyn shook his head. “But that will not do. For your
