Chapter 28
Keir
The king sneered from his spot high up on the dais, turning his attention to the crowd that had gathered in the courtyard to witness the executions. He would have them all believe he wasn’t rattled by the prince’s challenge, but Keir knew his father. He could see the uncertainty in his eyes.
King Turlach was a renowned swordsman from his days before staking his claim for the throne. He was still feared across all of Lenya, but he was older now. His time as king had softened him physically. Keir was the better swordsman, and his father knew it.
“You dare challenge your own father for the throne of Vondur?” Turlach sat back on his make-shift throne, an expression of mild boredom on his battle-scarred face.
Keir lifted his sword high, clutching the totem that hung from hi
