“You cannot kill Colman and Fech just to pander to the whim of your power hungry brother.”
Looking at his work table the king thought carefully about his words both feeling insulted by Kendra’s honesty but also respecting it. “I know you do not like my brother Kendra, you have told me before. I believe that it was he who drew the blade first when the guards were only doing their duty. Tarendon is a liability to this kingdom but he has enough followers and influence to do me real harm. He is of royal blood. I will judge in the guard’s favour but it could set Tarendon against me. I see no other way out.”
“What if Colman and Fech were to escape?”
“Those guarding them would then be put to death.”
Pursing his lips Kendra suggested, “Put Kaleen to guard them. I shall see they escape. Tarendon will plead for Kaleen’s life. If I speak for Kaleen then we may win him over to our camp and weaken Tarendon.”
“Your plan seems good Kendra, but how will you help them to escape?”
“I shall think about it.”
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Kendra
FantasyDark he was and olive eyed. Fierce as the sun and white as the moon. He led an army of 10,000 men all trained in the arts of war. He lived in the Bosom of Abraham with his wife and children, but warred upon the earth to satiate his battle lust and n...
