CHAPTER TWELVE
In the grand nave of the small church, the two princes sat in the middle of the pews. Corsair’s head was down and his eyes were focused on the backrest of the bench before him, his brother’s paw rested on his back. Silence filled the air and nothing stirred, everyone in their dormitory having retreated to their beds for the night.
Corsair sighed and rubbed his face.
“I don’t know what he was thinking.”
“I don’t either, Corsair. It was brave.”
“I don’t care if it was brave. I’m out. Tomorrow morning I’ll wake up, head down to the courtyard, and then that’s it. McVarn will tell me to pack my things and I’ll see that… stupid… grin on Maximus’ face. And now you’re leaving too because of me.”
“I’m doing it because I want to. You’re never a burden.”
“But this wouldn’t have
