“He can"t be allowed to do it.” Captain Devvid"s voice was soft, afraid of being overheard, for even the walls had ears in the King"s Palace. Stannock and Almere, newly returned just that morning from the badlands, leaned closer, fingers intertwined.
“I want your advice,” the captain continued. “He is my monarch. I"m a traitor to him now. But I"m faithful to my queen and to you and your princess. I just can"t do this, go ahead with a mass murder of the healers in the valley, burn their house around them, destroy their familiar animals, destroy the Queen, I"m sure that"s what he has in mind, though he told me to leave her from the killing. I know he"s going to kill her, and I heard his mad ramblings. The King is a madman. He"ll turn on you and Tevron next, I"m sure of it. We have to stop h
