There was much he needed to report to the High Priestess, including the news of the city’s completion, but most notably the incident with Steldor and the Hytanican flag. I knew he was not looking forward to sharing that piece of information, but we didn’t talk about it, for it had to be done. Nonetheless, he was tenser than usual, barking his final instructions to his soldiers in the strategy room. Though this was not the best time to raise an issue with him, I had something of greater importance than Steldor’s behavior on my mind. I caught his arm in the Hearing Hall before he could head to the Grand Entry. “May I talk to you?” I asked, my voice hushed. He sighed, impatient to be on his way. “Is something wrong?” “No, not wrong. But it is important.” “Then walk with me. If I don’t depart soon, I’ll never reach Cokyri before dark.” He started toward the antechamber, motioning for me to follow.
