"The ungrateful rascal!" Liira walked back and forth on the floors of my bed chambers, her temper worsening the longer she replayed my words naming the traitor within us. "We should have his titles, his lands, cripple his businesses. How dare he betrays the kingdom that has made him what he is?!"
"It is quite amazing how the heart can still remain unsatisfied even with all that the lord owns." Zastan pointed out while his gaze remained on the look out for Gol beyond my bed chamber's window. The older Aldean was yet to appear with the reason I had abandoned the banquet altogether and like Liira, was pacing my chambers floors, impatiently.
"Anything?"
Zastan shook his head. "Why don't you take a seat. It might be a while before they successfully navigate every guard out tonight and those
