Chapter 10

He had been tempted to take Amery up on his offer—just spend the day in his lover’s arms and let the others worry about the war that rumbled like a thundering cloud on their northern borders. Berik and Lohden would take care of the Cyrians, he knew it, and Giles’s men would have no trouble stifling the few who dared to come into the kingdom from the west. Couriers had been dispatched the previous day, racing for the southland with news that would bring Tovin’s own troops storming to the castle. Within three days at the most, his own men would fill these empty corridors, weapons at the ready. Nothing could bring down these stone walls, nothing.

Tovin would see to that.