“Besides which,” Othur spoke softly, “she’s convinced me and the entire Council that it’s in the best interest of the Kingdom that she go.”
“Well.” Anna pulled her hands free and mopped her eyes with her apron. “Just so you know, whoever sits on the throne will not get one bite of food from my kitchen worth eating.”
Othur sighed heavily. “A hard thing to be starved to death by your own wife.”
“Eh?”
“Anna, I am going to name Othur Warden of the Kingdom of Xy. He will rule in my stead while I am with the Warlord.”
“Please say that you will feed me, lady wife.” Othur stood and hugged her, as she burst out crying all over again.
The morning of Keir’s departure dawned bright and clear. As the sun left the horizon, the front runners of the Warlord’s army moved out, scouting the way for the bulk of the army to follow. Simus and I watched from the walls, wrapped in cloaks.
“He will kill me, you know,” Simus spoke morosely.
I glanced at him from under my hood. “No, Simus. The blame will rest on me. Keir won’t hold you responsible.”
Simus snorted. “It’s not Keir I’m worried about, Warprize. It’s Joden. He will be furious that he missed seeing this. At least let me send a messenger—”
“No. I’ll not risk Keir getting wind of what I intend to do. If it’s Joden you’re worried about, then send him a letter and describe it to him. But wait awhile. This might not work.”
“A letter?” Simus rolled his eyes. “Warprize, I can’t—”
“You tell your words to someone, and they write them down for you.”
“Ah.” Simus looked pleased.
I continued my watch out over the valley. “How long before they leave?”
“Keir usually sends the scouts out two hours before the army moves.” I turned and smiled at Simus, who just shook his head, his gold earring swaying in his ear. “Warprize, they will sing of this for a thousand years.”
I just smiled and headed down off the battlements. The guards bowed to me as I moved quickly back into the castle and headed for the throne room.
It was one of the fastest coronations in the history of the Kingdom of Xy, shorn of its ceremony and pomp. We’d gathered the nobles, merchants, and the entire palace staff as witnesses.
Once I was officially Queen of Xy, Simus came forth, and
I knelt before him and repeated all of the oaths that Xymund had made for the peace.
I then summoned Othur forth, and in a ceremony pulled directly from The Epic of Xyson made him Warden of Xy during my absence.
The public announcement of my decision was harder, for the people were nervous as to its wisdom.
Funny that they had been fairly confident when I’d surrendered myself into a form of slavery. Now that I was fighting for something I wanted, they weren’t so sure of themselves. But I’d made sure that the discussions in the Council chamber had been made public knowledge, and there was no outward resistence to my plans.
As I made my private goodbyes to Othur, Anna and Warren outside the great double doors, Simus stood close with the reins of our horses. Warren had a frown on his face. “Lara, what if the Warlord will not accept you back? What then?”
I took a deep breath and mounted my horse, thankful that no one else had asked this question. It was one that had weighed heavily on my mind. “I’ll deal with it if and when it happens, Warren. Not before.”
With that, we turned our horses toward the gate and left the castle.
So it was that Simus and I were on the rise that overlooked the road when Keir’s army began to move.
The road stretched for long miles down the valley to eventually reach the plains. A well-worn path, it was trampled dirt for miles and miles. The day was clear and crisp, with a slight breeze. It would be cold when the sun sank behind the mountains.
With distant cries, the army began to pass in front of us, with the leaders in the forefront. I spotted Iften and Joden, but my eyes locked on Keir. He was astride his horse, dressed in black, hard to miss with his scarlet cape. He rode at the lead, eyes to the front. Joden had obviously seen us, he surged forward and spoke to Keir. But Keir passed without turning his head, without a glance.
Simus chuckled. “He’s showing off.”
