Start the War

Ezra froze when he heard the king. He didn’t say a word, just stood there as Gid and the queen ushered themselves out the door. He did not miss the looks they tried to hide.

“I want to be notified the minute the prisoner wakes up,” Cyrus said.

“I will make sure to notify you. His body seems to be healing slowly.”

“Have our scouts been able to pick up anything?” Cyrus asked as he wrote at his desk.