“Sekenre!” “WhatHe held out his hands to show that they were empty, but they were not empty, and blue flames danced on his palms. “I only know that this is the end of what began eight years ago.”
The queen screamed as the door splintered and the astonishing, marble monstrosity which wore her late husband’s face clawed its way in. Its lips, chin, and many fingertips were smeared with blood.
Even Sekenre turned away from the sight.
Once more, in a voice like wind and thunder, King Hrosan pronounced inexorable doom. He stepped forward, the floorboards straining beneath his weight.
Sekenre turned back to look, and several things happened at once. Delmantine drew a dagger and stood in front of his mother to protect her. But Queen Theodatas shoved him aside and hurled herself into the monste
