The Gods of Amyrantha
The Gods of Amyrantha
“He went through the motions, shaking Mathu awake with a less-than-enthusiastic suggestion that he'd better get up because the king was angry with him. Then he ordered Warlock to find the prince something to wear. But the Tide Lord didn't bother to stay in the prince's bedroom. Instead, he strode back to the sitting room and threw open the double doors that led onto the balcony overlooking the lake.
Warlock tried to keep an eye on Jaxyn as he hurriedly assembled the prince's clothes for his outing on the lake. The day was bright, the wind blowing scudding clouds across the face of the sun, making the light brighten and dim erratically.
The immortal stood on the balcony for a long time, still as a mill pond. In the other room, Prince Mathu, rubbing his eyes and cursing, finally dragged himself from his bed and staggered to the wash bowl, where he splashed cold water on his face.
That revived the young prince enough, apparently, for him to notice what was going on around him.
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