“Actually no woodfolk has told me any such thing. In fact, Twig Snap said that you couldn’t want for a kinder, more passionate, caring friend than you.”
Tarkyn flushed with pleased embarrassment. “Did she?”
Danton nodded, smiling at the prince’s reaction. Then he gave a short laugh, “But she agreed that you didn’t like to be crossed.” He lay in the long grass on his side, his head propped up on his hand, watching Tarkyn. After a minute he said, “You realise I may not get my memory back at all? Then you will be stuck with a liegeman who I suspect you think is not treating you with enough deference. What would you do then? After all, you have undertaken not to impose any expectations in that case and I have the strong impression that you are a man of your word.”
Tarkyn shook his head a li
