9
Varian
Mahaeru stood behind the closed doors of my mother’s room, General Behar in front of her.
“What is the latest news?” she asked, serious and somber as usual.
“It’s true,” Behar said. “A few leaders in the south have joined forces and they are building an army. Their excuse is that if the queen dies and the prince isn’t found, they will need the means to keep their towns and villages safe.” He shook his head. “But I’ve sent a spy in their midst. It seems what they are planning is to lay claim to the throne.”
Mahaeru tsked. “Things are heating up fast.”
Behar nodded. “They certainly are. I sent an order to have a squadron posted on the main roads leading to Sun City. Hopefully, that will discourage anyone from attacking.”
“I’m not sure that will be enough,” said the goddess.
