14. Treachery and Rebellion“What news of the Eagle Riders?” said King Brandr, his voice muted slightly by the walls of the small room.
Tristan peered down at the top of his head and guessed that the tiny window was near the ceiling of the King’s study. Falkor sat across from the King at the desk, his brows creased. “There should have been a message yesterday,” said the wizard, “but none came.” He glanced out the window, as if distracted. “I think we have to assume it was a trap. They’re probably captured… or worse.”
Tristan shuddered at Falkor’s quiet words. He could not imagine his father and Kael as prisoners to anyone. In his mind they had always been invincible. Dread clouded his thoughts. What if they were dead?
“But what could possibly take down all ten of the Riders and their Eag
