Magnus, please!”
He turned. At that moment, there was nothing in Kate’s expression except
the need for him to help her in some small way. She believed he could do that much.
“Apologies, princess,” he said, holding her gaze, “but while you were gone my father took the life of your friend Mira for overhearing a private conversation. I do regret that he made that decision, but I can assure you her death was quick and painless.”
Horror crossed her face. “What?”
“She was taken away, her body burned, the bones buried in the servants’ graveyard. Again, I am sorry for your loss. There’s nothing to be done to fix this.”
The sound of Kate’s grief-filled wail followed him all the way back to his chamber
That same hawk was back again, perched in the trees. She kept Jonas in sight for most hours
