A flare of light, a click of metal, and then it slid free.
Hasar began pushing her figures around the map again. I have already told my father, and it is no concern of yours.Right. For if she had selected some male to do the job … dangerous knowledge. Her siblings might very well try to destroy someone whom Hasar and Renia trusted enough to assist in that way. Or would pay handsomely to know that Hasar and Renia were even considering offspring at this point.
But Hasar then said, I heard that killer in the library hunted you. Unforgiving will filled her face. Why did you not come to me first?Before Yrene could answer, Hasar mercifully went on, They said it was some strange death—not a typical one at all.Yrene tried and failed to block out the memory of the gaunt, leathery face. It was.
Hasar sipped her tea. I dont care if the attack was a deliberate move on your life or whether it was just piss-poor coincidence. She set down her cup with delicate precision. When I find whoever it is, Ill behead them myself. The princess tapped a hand on the sheathed blade discarded along the edge of her oak desk.Yrene didnt doubt her. But she said, Ive been told the danger is … considerable.
I do not take lightly to my friends being hunted like beasts. Not the voice of a princess—but a warrior-queen. And I do not take lightly to Torre healers being killed and terrorized.
Hasar was many things, but she was loyal. To her core. To the few, few people whom she favored. It had always warmed something in Yrene. To have someone who actually meant what they said. Hasar would behead the killer if they were unfortunate enough to encounter her. She would ask no questions, either.Yrene stood on the highest parapet of the keep, counting the torches sprawling into the night, and fought to keep her dinner down.
It was no different from the other meals shed eaten today, she told herself. The meals she had struggled to consume without gagging.The parapet was filled with soldiers and onlookers alike, all gazing toward the army at the border of the plain that separated them from the citys edge, all listening in hushed silence to the relentless drumming.
A steady, horrible beat. Meant to unnerve, to break ones will.She knew theyd continue all night. Deprive them of rest, make them dread the dawn.