The Prince’s Boy: 75

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75: Kenet

One moment, Lord Solliran had been about to consummate the deed I had fought for so long to stave off.

The next moment, he was gone.

I raised my head to find him sprawled in front of the large hearth, unmoving. A few wisps of smoke rose from the scorched edges of his thin shirt. I wondered for a moment why no one rushed to tend to their lord, then saw it appeared everyone in the room had been knocked from their feet.

I stood to better survey the scene, and various men also began to rise. “Stay down!” I commanded. “Don’t…”

But my voice disappeared as my eyes took in the sight of the two men just beyond Solliran. Sergetten! My long lost tutor wore nothing but a cloak over his shoulders, and under him lay

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