“Is it safe for me?” she asked. The tremble of fear in her voice fired anger in my blood. I didn’t like that. I had to remember that she’d been abducted, her handmaiden and fellow Issosian killed before she was dragged to Northgall by my father’s men. The faint bruise I’d noticed on her left cheek told me she hadn’t been treated gently. That was why I’d taken so much satisfaction in incinerating Erlik and my father’s second in the throne room. One of them had been responsible for that.
