I expected to be able to sleep well after Amunet returned… but of course, that wasn’t the case. Even though days had passed, there was a lot of work to be done.
Like explaining to the allied nations why we let the Thief King go instead of ripping his head off his body, feeding the body to the dogs and showing that head off to prove that he was truly dead.
“The Hittite messenger just left.” Lord Khafrin said.
“And what did he say?” I asked, leaning back in my throne.
Lord Khafrin took a breath. “The same thing the others said.”
I frowned.
“But the Hittite king demands for the name of the woman we used to get the Princess back.”
“No.” I said, right away.
My court looked at me.
“She may be associated with the Thief King… but she is in every other way innocent.” I said. “And a citizen
