Chapter sixteen
I stake my life on the truthThe world of Kregen went up and down and over and over three times and I was clinging on her for dear life with bleeding fingers to stop being hurled off into a black void of insanity.
Jaezila!
Lela?
And then, the mind does work in strange ways in fraught moments like these, I thought, So Tyfar will be my son-in-law — if all goes as nature intends. Deuced odd!
I felt like a man turning a corner and being blown back by a sea wind gusting past force ten. I struggled to get a breath. Nath the Retributor, all smiles, was saying, “He is here, majestrix, standing here. Now you have explained, of course, of course. These things happen in imperial families.”
He was, I am sure, quite unaware of any sarcasm.
“Here is Dray Prescot, Emperor of Vallia!
