CHAPTER FIFTEEN
After his first few weeks as King, Alex had accomplished nothing more than putting out fires among the nobles. Money had to be raised to repair the damage from the quakes. People flocked to the castle to regale the king with tales of those intimidating them with magic. It seemed the villages had a problem, but the rural areas suffered worse.
There were more magic folk still living in Gaule than he’d realized. Part of him was pleased that the purge wasn’t a complete success. He’d never advocate murder. But a greater part of him recognized the danger they now faced.
It was to be his first trip into town since his father died. The first with a crown nestled in his inky hair.
Sleep had eluded him much of the night. When it did come, it was interrupted by images that left hi
