“Last winter the roads were being paved, and then there was Jandar to deal with.” Tony blew out a dismal breath. “Since then it’s been the same old same old. Try to find something to keep me sane when I’m not traveling for the council. That’s all I do lately: gather information about how the various merchants around the kingdom are doing and offering advice if they ask for it.”
“Someone is bored,” Tony’s brother-in-law and Felhone’s premier mage, Leofric, commented drolly.
Ylandar, Leofric’s lover, nodded, saying to Tony, “You could always go to my father’s village to work on the fishing boats. That would keep you busy.”
“Like I know a damned thing about fishing.” Tony turned to his husband, King Cerdic, with a sly grin. “Perhaps I can take over for you so you can do that. You told me t
