Trouble With Kings (2008)
“A clean, cold wind swept out of the west, bringing the scent of wet loam. I faced into the wind and lifted my gaze beyond the castle walls to the distant mountains, stretching in a dark line on the horizon.
A flicker of movement resolved into a galloping rider splashing through great puddles. He vanished through the military gate. A courier? It was none of my concern.
I returned to the harp. Laboriously—trying not to jar my left arm—I tested and tuned the strings. Finally every one rang sweet a...nd true, but by then my left arm ached.
Berry appeared, her expression anxious. Alarm kindled in me.
“The king requests an interview, Princess,” she said. “If it’s not too early—” “Of course.” Terrible images chased through my mind like frightened birds. Maxl hurt—killed. Carnison under attack— I forced myself to stop speculating and walked out onto the balcony, as if I could separate myself from imagined horrors and leave them behind.MoreLess
A flicker of movement resolved into a galloping rider splashing through great puddles. He vanished through the military gate. A courier? It was none of my concern.
I returned to the harp. Laboriously—trying not to jar my left arm—I tested and tuned the strings. Finally every one rang sweet a...nd true, but by then my left arm ached.
Berry appeared, her expression anxious. Alarm kindled in me.
“The king requests an interview, Princess,” she said. “If it’s not too early—” “Of course.” Terrible images chased through my mind like frightened birds. Maxl hurt—killed. Carnison under attack— I forced myself to stop speculating and walked out onto the balcony, as if I could separate myself from imagined horrors and leave them behind.MoreLess
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