Chapter 25
Ambassador Amar’s Tidings
Ruarnon: Talah City, One Week After the Siege of Tarlah
Ruarnon gazed over Tarlah City. A week on from the siege, crowds filled the streets and marketplace again. Children’s laughter and the hum of conversation replaced the cries of the siege assault. Before North Gate, soldiers lifted rubble onto carts to clear the barricade, while in the forest, the occasional tree fell, cut down as timber for a new gate. Everything was setting itself right again. It brought Ruarnon contentment, affirming that war was over, but part of Ruarnon was tense about the latest report on their parents.
“I have word of Our Benevolences,” the Spymaster had told the Royal Council. “A blonde man and a dark-haired woman were carried out of the Zaldeaan palace in the dead of ni
