Then he realized that the room was in his own wing of the palace, and all the rest of his memories came flooding back. They’d won the final competition and they were now the new Seated Five, a fact which brought a thrill of delight. But then other, different memories came, and the delight disappeared as though it had never been. “That’s right, you now know everything that’s happened to and around you,” Kambil’s voice came, bringing Delin’s gaze up and to him where he sat. All the others, Bron and Selendi and Homin, sat around Kambil, all of them looking at him with chilling amusement. “I… remember hearing you swear that you would never turn me loose again,” Delin managed to get out despite those stares. “Why have you changed your mind?” “What makes you think I’ve turned you loose?” Kambil countered, his amusement the strongest of all. “My aim was to give you as much grief as you and your madness have given us, and now I’ve thought of the way to do that.
