Chapter 21

He opened both eyes and gave the man his best baleful stare. “What do you wish, knave?”

“Are you the warrior, Magnus, who…who traveled with Prince Roland?”

“I am. Speak before I run you through.”

The man looked behind him, toward the barkeep, then he turned once more to Magnus. “I have come with news about how to break the curse that has felled the prince.”

Magnus narrowed his eyes at the man. “Who are you?”

“That does not matter,” he insisted. “I was sent here from someone close to the sorcerer. That is all you need to know.”

“The news you have?”

“Prince Roland will sleep for a hundred years.”

Magnus growled.

“Unless, he is awakened by a kiss from his one true love.”

He snorted. “What nonsense.”

The man bristled. “It is not nonsense. That is how the spell is broken. Try it for yourself. In fact, the king and queen have already heard a rumor of this and they have had a bevy of ladies sent to the palace to kiss the prince.”

He frowned. “Truly?”