Lyle

My brother left to find his daughter and left his two youngest to me.

He didn’t have to say it. He knew I would take care of everything while he was gone, the way I had before, during the war. I knew what needed doing. I didn’t need orders for it. There was only one thing that mattered now, and it wasn’t the kingdom or the council or the crowns still under our roof. It was keeping the ones we had left safe. We were not going to lose anyone else. Not while I was breathing.

So I ...