The Grace of Kings
“Marana and his soldiers watched from the sea in surprise as Kuni Garu’s men set the transports that had carried them to Dasu on fire. The sight brought to mind Mata’s gambit at Wolf’s Paw, and Marana frowned.
But Kuni’s words dispelled the association. “These large ships will be too expensive to maintain, and I’m going to stay here for a while,” Kuni shouted, his hands cupped around his mouth. Smiling ingratiatingly, he waved at Marana’s men. “Bring my good wishes to the hegemon, Your Majesty. Don’t be a stranger!” He bowed repeatedly to Marana, like a servant trying to curry favor with his master.
Marana looked away contemptuously. Why was the hegemon so worried about this man? He was no better than a common gangster, a petty criminal more than satisfied with a tiny island and some hovels. Marana decided that Kuni’s one “victory” must have been the result of plain good luck.
He had faced far worthier adversaries.
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