Chapter 17
Regency
Ruarnon: Tarlah City, the Siege of Tarlah, Day One
Ruarnon nocked another arrow to their bow and loosed. It whizzed across the Royal Training Courtyard, thunking into the centre of the target board.
“I am glad you can still shoot.”
Ruarnon’s breath caught. Lenaris entered the courtyard in a fitted leather tunic and kilt and greeted them with a smile. Ruarnon ran to hug her. She hugged them back, but there was something reluctant about the set of her mouth.
“What brings you back?” Ruarnon asked.
“Father suggested you needed me more. I’m so sorry about your uncle.”
Ruarnon grimaced.
“I suspect it wasn’t Father,” she added. “I think Grandfather had something to do with it. He may want me to influence you.”
Ruarnon’s face fell when they saw the conflict in her eyes
