She interrupted him, saying, “What? William, you must slow down and explain yourself.” Katkin had not thought to ask why Gwenn had come back to St. Valery, but now a horrible certainty dawned on her.
He said tersely, “The Fynära attacked the City early this morning. The battle still rages. Your son hopes to take the Princess Gwenn prisoner, and torture her publicly in order to make them surrender. Do you see why you must go? He has gone mad, and will stop at nothing.”
They both looked up at the sound of running feet crossing the yard towards the house. The tall blond man that burst through the door made both Katkin and William step back in fear. His black clothing hung in tatters from his body, and streaks of blood and grime covered his face and arms. He looked around wildly, panting har
