Ruarnon struggled to keep up. With advisors making such leaps of logic, it was no wonder their father had seemed all-knowing.
Across Zaldeaan history, ambition had led to all manner of scheming, but now, it might prevent Ruarnon’s uncle from speaking to Kyura. Worse, it might be a warmonger who had abducted Ruarnon’s parents. It couldn’t come to war. With Tarlah’s allies absent, the only question was how long Tarlah could hold against its vastly more powerful enemies before it surrendered to a brutal occupation Ruarnon wouldn’t need to worry about the future then; they’d be executed. The idea made them cold inside.
“I will write to King Kyura by messenger bird,” Omah told the Council. “Tell our spies I want to know who is blocking our attempts to speak to him,” he added to the Spymaster,
