“If she doesn’t fulfill the bargain, then her life would be forfeit. She would be executed by the Crown.” The room began to spin. Suddenly the shadows were too bright, the silence too loud. I fumbled for words. “But... the King—Teller says he’s unconscious. If he dies... maybe no one else knows. Maybe—” “Prince Luther knows. He’s the one who negotiated it with your mother on behalf of the Crown.”
