Chapter 5Under other circumstances, Tanash would’ve been completely at ease landing at the Kimdar docks. He’d been to the kingdom numerous times with Cersamor, and wearing his armor and tabard was as comforting as his own skin. He’d been more unsettled in Enthmore without his customary garments to afford him peace.
But this was his first time arriving with Liseny. Their boat was seaworthy but hardly the vessel for royalty, and the clothing he’d been able to acquire for the prince was drab. It fit well enough—the tailor in the small village Tanash had stopped at farther up the coast was poor but highly skilled—and Liseny had been appropriately enthusiastic about clothes of his own, but Tanash still felt like he had failed in some way. The heir to the Tasoran throne deserved to have his fir
