His life had been so simple a few short months ago. He’d never imagined life would take him where he was now. An exile in his own kingdom. His father murdered. His best friend dead. He was suddenly aware of how alone he was. Everything had been so crazy the last few days, he hadn’t had time to think. Now his thoughts assailed him. The same images kept running through his head. His father dying before his eyes. Mel standing in the road prepared to give his life for him. His thoughts turned to Lord Bavol, one of the nobles in the court.
Aramis wondered how he was faring in his attempt to gather support for Aramis to take his throne back from the man who had usurped it. The old blind woman had said the man was his brother. Aramis still had his doubts about that. The truth would be known soon
