“King Tiberius requests your presence. You will leave the slave here.” The Captain speaks softly. Despite the tone of his words, he isn’t requesting, he’s demanding. There is no way that I am going to leave Lyva behind.
“Tell me what is happening!” He’s in a panic, so much so that I can’t ignore him, despite my divided attention.
“Tiberius wants to see me. I can’t talk now, Geraint I need to focus.”
“Be on your guard. He will be testing you. Be careful.” Is all the advice he can give me before I shut him out completely, giving him the only comfort that I can.
“Don’t worry, I’m prepared.”
“Lyva goes where I go. My Grandfather will have to wait to see me if he expects me to leave her behind.” I’m all bravado, I know that they can possibly force me to comply, but I’m hoping they won’t.
