By Fiona McIntosh
For the sake of an imperiled state, the road among "traitor" and "savior" needs to blur . . . and vanish. even though slightly undefined, Wyl Thirsk needs to now imagine the function he has been destined for considering start: commander of the Morgravian military -- an grand accountability that calls him to the royal palace of the crown prince Celimus. Already a merciless despot who delights within the discomfort of others, Celimus enjoys forcing his new basic to witness his wicked "entertainments." yet a kindness to a condemned witch in her ultimate, agonizing hours earns younger Thirsk a unbelievable bequest, whereas inflaming the wrath of his liege lord. With struggle looming within the north, Wyl needs to obey Celimus's treacherous dictates and adopt a suicidal trip to an enemy court docket -- armed with a mysterious strength which may turn out either boon and curse. For except he accepts Myrren's reward, it is going to absolutely wreck him . . . and the land he needs to shield.
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The Thirsk home in Argorn had been a happy one despite the head of the household having been absent so often. Gueryn had agreed several years back to take on what seemed the ridiculously light task of watching over the raising of the young Thirsk. But he had known from the steely gaze of the old warrior that this was a role the General considered precious and he would entrust this job only to his accomplished captain, whose mind was as sharp as the blade he wielded with such skill. Gueryn understood and with a quiet regret at leaving his beloved Legion, he had moved to live among the rolling hills of Argorn.
He remembered the words of ever-wise Fergys Thirsk as if they had been spoken yesterday. And Magnus had spent the rest of his life wishing that he had listened to his friend's well-intentioned wisdom instead of following what he soon realized was nothing more than lust. The promised dowry came but Morgravia was already a rich realm. What he had not bargained on were the zealots who followed Adana and, using her influence, weaseled their way into the fabric of Morgravian life, promoting fear and loathing.
A gruff voice said. "It is, sire," another man's voice answered, and then the owner of that voice shuffled past them carrying rolls of documents. "Ah, Orto, you have the boy? " Wyl emerged fully into the study and came face to face with the man he had met only briefly once, the man his father had died protecting. Magnus had headed north to Felrawthy almost immediately after Wyl's arrival and this was their first occasion to meet again. He noticed that the King was tall but stooped and he appeared much older, even since their first, very hurried, talk.