Chapter 2

But there was something in the set of

Ceryane’s mouth that told me those days were over. Ignoring her

question, I asked, “It’s that rebellion they talk of, isn’t

it?”

She averted her gaze and nodded. I sighed.

“Leave it to you to get mixed up in something that’s no concern of

ours.”

“I didn’t choose this,” Ceryane said. “The

rebels fight for a just cause.”

“Since when did that interest you?” Ceryane

wasn’t the type who fought for noble reasons. She fought because

she had to…or because she wanted to. Not because it was right.

“What’s so just about a bunch of throne happy citizens?”

“The king heard rumors of the rebellion,”

Ceryane began, “rumors I’m sure you’ve heard as well. Mostly the

rebels feel the king has betrayed his people by marrying that

Marlean bride.”

I knocked her feet from the chair and sat

down beside her. “So I heard. A second bride, at that, a marriage

forged only for an alliance. The rebels should realize that no