half-breed? A bloody Southerner?â
âIt doesnât matter,â said Torc. âSheâs Arenaddâs daughter, and sheâs our Queen, and if you keep on trying to get in her way, then itâs only a matter of timeââ
âSheâs not his daughter!â Saeddryn shouted, so suddenly that he started. âAre ye insane, Torc? Him, with a Southerner? He couldnât have childrenâye saw what happened when he tried! Sheâs an imposter. A liar.â
âNo, Saeddryn,â said Torc. âSheâs real. And even if she werenât, he adopted her. You saw the documents proving it. He wanted her to rule after him, and thatâs all there is to it. And I for one still care about Arenaddâs wishes, even if you donât.â
âArenaddâs wishes?â Saeddryn repeated. âDonât be stupid, Torc. I know he set ye free, but the man was a drunk and half-mad by the end. He was the Shadow That Walksâthe Night Godâs avatarâbut he wouldnât even come in here for any of the rituals. That Laelaâs not his true heir. He put her on that throne to spite us, Torc. Thatâs all.â
âHe trained her,â said Torc. âShe proved her worth more than enough in Amoranâmaking the alliance with the Emperor, bringing the slaves home. She did just as Arenadd would have done. Whatâs wrong with that?â
âNo, Torc,â said Saeddryn. âSheâs a ursurper. Our son should be King. He was born for it, trained for it.â
Torc looked troubled. âI know that, but after what he didââ
âOh, it was Arenaddâs own fault,â Saeddryn growled. âThe pair of them, falling out like that over a
woman
, for godsâ sakes. Yeâd think they were a pair of boys.â
âStop it,â said Torc. âThatâs enough, Saeddryn. I did what I could to protect Caedmon, and you, but if you keep this up, then there wonât be much more I can do. Push the Queen too far, and sheâll have you arrested.â
âAnâ how will she do that?â said Saeddryn. âSend ye after me? Master of Law? Donât make me laugh.â
âThen sheâll have you killed,â said Torc.
âShe doesnât have it in her,â said Saeddryn. âIâm not arguing about this any more, Torc. That girl is in our way. Sheâs in Caedmonâs way, anâ the Night Godâs way, anâ sheâll die for it. If I canât get her ousted by the people, then Iâll kill her myself. Thatâs a promise.â
âAnd what if she strikes first?â asked Torc, showing no surprise over his wifeâs declaration. âHave you thought of that?â
âIf she does, Iâll leave,â said Saeddryn. âCaedmon will need me, anâ Arddryn as well.â
âAnd me?â said Torc. âWhat will
I
do? You know I never wanted to get involved in this, but if you do anything, theyâll come after me, too.â
âRun, then,â Saeddryn shrugged. âIf ye can. Ye are Master of Law, arenât ye? The guards will look the other way. Make a plan, but donât tell me what it is. Itâs better if I donât know where ye go to hide.â
âFine,â said Torc. âBut Saeddryn . . .â
She glared at him. âWhat?â
âIt doesnât have to be this way. You know it doesnât.â
âIt does,â said Saeddryn. âArenaddâs gone, so now itâs up to us to do the Night Godâs will, and she doesnât want that little bitch on the throne. Anâ if ye wonât do this for the Night Godâs sake, then do it for yer children. What sort of future will they have, with that half-breed ruling here?â
Torc looked away. âI wish . . . gods, I wish Arenadd were still here. If we could only talk to him, find out what he was really