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“Where is that brother of mine?” shouted Kosar. “I want him here! NOW!” The King waved a missive that had just been borne to him on the leg of a fat wood pigeon. “How dare he disobey me?”
Servants went running in all directions to find the king’s brother. Into the mayhem, the queen mother entered, watching the rushed departure of so many servants with faint amusement.
“You two fighting again, are you?” she asked, with a twinkle in her eye. “You know, I always naively thought that the pair of you would grow out of it. “
“Mother! This is no laughing matter. Jarand has gone against my express wishes. He has gone too far this time.”
“Come on, tell me. What is the problem, dear?”
Kosar stabbed at the letter with his forefinger, “This! This is the problem.” He flicked the torn letter at
