“I hear the king has recovered,” said Taeris. “He has,” said Laiman absently as he scanned a document, though his tone held a note of reservation. “You don’t sound happy.” Laiman grimaced, looking up from what he was reading. “He remembers very little from the past two months.” Taeris frowned. “Control, then,” he concluded. “We’re fortunate they didn’t try to take things further.”
