A Fragment from the Past
"Are you certain of this?" Lord Rhovan inquired, his voice low and grave.
She stepped forward with hesitant resolve. "I am certain, my lords. I have heard her speak with my own ears—plans to reveal your secrets. In my heart, I know she is the king’s daughter."
A weighty silence fell upon the chamber.
Lord Garrick leaned forward, his fingers steepled. "Then we must act swiftly. Should the people learn of her lineage, they will place their hope in her—hope that she might bear a wolf-man. And you all know well what that portends for us."
"Let us not be hasty, Lord Garrick," Lord Alister interjected calmly. "First, we must discern what the lady desires in return for such… invaluable knowledge."
"A wise suggestion," Lord Rhovan murmured, rising from his seat and a
