Chapter 3
“You’ve lost your mind,” Roland said, his voice whisper soft. And then he moved to walk around Magnus.
Magnus closed his hand around Roland’s wrist, preventing the young man from moving. “I’m completely serious, your highness. My father, Thaddeus, the man you saw the grave of today, spirited you away from the palace and the king and queen when you were only a babe. I accompanied him to Amir myself as a boy.”
“If what you said is true, then your father would be a wanted man for stealing the royal child.”
“Nay, it was at the request of your parents you were brought here to be raised. Veronious will stop at nothing to see you destroyed.”
Roland shook his head. “You are mad.”
“Shall we ask Helen if I speak the truth?” He could see doubt and confusion in the younger man’s eyes.
