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but their Darghan soldiers won’t arrive for at
least a week or longer.” He came forward—
just one step. “You need to rally your forces,
prepare the city. Immediately.”
But his father swirled his wine, frowning at
the red liquid within. “There are no forces
here—none to make a dent in ten thousand
men.”
“Then begin the evacuation, and move as
many into the keep as you can. Prepare for a
siege.”
“Last I looked, boy, I was still Lord of
Anielle. You gladly turned your back on it.
Twice.”
“You have Terrin.”
“Terrin’s a scholar. Why do you think I
sent him away with his mother like a nursing
babe?” His father sneered. “Have you come
back to bleed for Anielle, then? To bleed for
this city at last?”