“I have to make a choice some time,” he said, leaning on the pillow, staring into the fire.
He looked at her.
“I’ll ask you a question. I don’t expect an answer, but think about it for a while: if you had to choose between the three of my sons who have positioned themselves to succeed me, which would you choose? You can choose only between them, because if you were to choose another one, he would be killed immediately.”
Lana met his eyes. What did this mean? He hadn’t yet made up his mind?
She didn’t know any of the princes particularly well. She couldn’t say that she liked any of them more than the others, or that she liked any of them at all. In fact, they kind of frightened her. But he probably had his favourites, so she would be better off not saying anything. “I wouldn’t know any
