“How?” “That, I cannot explain. Not yet. But for the good of our people, you must do this. You must trust me. Find me a way into Allesaria.” “But the treaties. What about—” “Treaties can be broken, Odessa. Remember that.” The spinning in my head was back with a vengeance. “How? That would mean you’d die.” “Not necessarily.” What was he talking about? “I don’t understand.” He placed his crown back on his head. “You don’t need to.”
