“All right then. It seems I have no choice. We will remain in negotiation. Mehr Jirah, Batak, Shahr Baraz, the three of you will go to Torunn in the morning and offer to broker a treaty. But no backsliding, mind! God knows I have grovelled enough for one day. Ahara, you were once a Ramusian. What say you? Are they right in this thing? Will this new soldier-king fight us to the end?” Heria did not look at him. She placed a hand on her swollen abdomen. “You will have a son soon, my lord. I wou...ld like him to grow up in peace. Yes, this man will never give in. He… Father Albrec told me that he had too much iron in him. But he is a good man at heart. A decent man. He will keep his word, once given.” “Perhaps,” Aurungzeb grunted. “I must say, I have a perverse hankering to meet him, face to face. Perhaps if we sign a treaty we may pay him a state visit.” And he laughed harshly. “The times are changing, indeed.” No-one noticed how white Heria’s face had gone.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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