FOURTEEN
The Gathering of the Clans
SUMMER 965 MC
"I've never heard anything so ridiculous," said Warnoch. "The fact Dathen is your father gives you no right to claim such a thing."
"It most certainly does," replied Brida, her voice rising. "You yourself claim the right to rule by nature of your bloodline. How is it any different for me?"
"No one here is denying your right to rule your Clan, but the position of High King is not hereditary."
A calm voice interrupted the proceedings. "Then why call him High King?"
Everyone looked at Prince Tarak. His physical size presented an imposing figure, but even more remarkable was the way in which he commanded respect by his mere presence.
Warnoch pressed his case. "With all due respect, Your Highness, our ways are steeped in history and not
