Behind me, Egrette laughed. “Avenging our brother, a waste?” Our brother? I searched my mind for what I knew of the House of Shadow’s royal family. Raoul had two legitimate children—or he did, at least, before I’d killed one of them. But I’d heard stories of a third one, too. Old stories, centuries past. A bastard son who had once led Raoul’s fleets of spies, before he…
