Chapter Six
Lochlan
“Your Majesty, the delegation from Fargelsi arrived last night, they have been waiting to meet with you. What should I tell them?” Lord Donnal rarely sought to speak with Lochlan. The young nobleman must have drawn the short stick today.
“You can tell them whatever you like. I have more important matters to deal with.” Lochlan sifted through the mountain of reports on his desk in the throne room. Everyone and everything in Iskalt needed his immediate attention.
“Lochlan,” Faolan chastised. “No matter what they’ve come to say, they’ve come as a peace delegation. You must meet with them.”
“To what end? There will be no peace with Fargelsi as long as Regan sits on the throne that belongs to her brother.” Lochlan was grateful for Faolan’s continued presence since the t
