“No protest would sway the king. And Leo…He was good. He stood with her, was punished by her side. Knowing what would happen after she gave birth, he was desperate to get her and the baby away.” His throat bobbed. “He died trying to find a way through Osric’s wards at the bottom of the hill.” A noise left me, a soft oh of shared grief. “After the birth, Mildritha’s child was taken from her,” Drustan said. “Not even a week later, she killed herself.”
