“Can you, if one of them has some mage powers? Enough to put a holding spell on you?”
“Well…” Tony knew he was correct, as much as he didn’t like it.
“Precisely.”
“Leofric will be there to counteract it. Hell, he can cast his own holding spell on them the second they show up.”
“He has a point, and I would,” Leofric said, having sidled close enough to overhear what they were saying.
“If you do not mind a suggestion, your highness,” Mayor Vullian said, “It might help if he and Mage Leofric came up with a plan before you make a decision.”
Leofric smirked. “Someone else with a valid point.”
“Do it!” Cerdic stood, gave his husband and his brother dour looks, and strode out of the Audience Chamber.
“f**k!” Tony sighed as he watched the man he loved close the door behind him.
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