Mat felt a jolt, as sure as if a firework had gone off inside of his stomach. An heir. A son, no doubt! What odds that it was a boy? Mat forced a grin. “Well, I guess I’m off the hook, now. You have an heir.” “I have an heir,” Tuon said, “but I am the one off that hook. Now I can kill you, if I want.” Mat felt his grin widen. “Well, we’ll have to see what we can work out. Tell me, do you ever play dice?”
