“You arrived just in time, Agalhor,” Orlon said in a controlled rage. “The fun is only just beginning. Allow me to demonstrate a just punishment for one who dares to defy. Treason demands death.” Faythe knew he would be bracing to raise his sword to her again, yet the voice of the Rhyenelle king thundered to halt him once more. “You will not harm her, Orlon!”
