CHAPTER NINE
A MORNING OF WINGS
“Should we gag them, at least?” Diken Graye asked, speaking of Prince Kuurus and the men we’d left locked in Graye’s cell when we’d freed him. “Do you not worry that they’ll be heard?”
I said nothing as I strode on.
Graye continued with his questions. “So our escape will be swift? How? A flyer?”
“Those will be watched,” I snapped.
“Saddle birds then? How far is it to the stables?”
“We’re not going to the stables,” I said.
There was a building on the palace grounds, of course, where both land and air mounts were normally kept. But we weren’t going there.
I knew that Diken Graye must have glanced at Valyan and Kreeg then, seeking confirmation that the man they followed was mad. I didn’t think he would get what he wanted. The Emerald Llurn and the ex-f
