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but every other inch was armored, reflecting the sinking sun. He
rode at the front of his legion, abreast of his king and a full pace
ahead of the standard bearer whose blue flag stood flaccid in
the breezeless air. Two lines of cavalry stretched out behind
him, proud in the face of the dreaded city. They had traveled for
days across good roads and bad, had drunk from the prized
river Kryss, all to endure the company of enemies.

Lukien, the Bronze Knight of L№ria, looked across the valley
toward the waiting city of Hes, capital of Reec. Hes the Serene,
it was called, and its walls and domed towers bespoke an easy
quietude. He had seen the city before, had battled on this very
plain, but he had never heard the wind whisper through the valley
as it did today, and the sound startled him. Today there were no
screams, no thunder of swords. Lukien lifted his face toward
Hes, satisfied. Today was a good day after all.

УThey see us by now, surely,Ф said Lukien. УYet they do not
come to greet us?Ф

Akeela shrugged off the implication. УWe are far off yet,Ф he
said. УWhen weТre closer, they will meet us.Ф The young king
smiled as if nothing could sour his mood. ФPut your suspicions
away, Lukien. Nothing will go wrong.У

Lukien nodded, because everything Akeela said was true. He
was seldom wrong, this new king of L№ria, and thatТs why his
people adored him. It was why they called him УAkeela the
Good.Ф And it was why men like Lukien and the other Royal
Chargers followed him, even into the heart of Reec. Lukien
settled into his saddle, trying for some of AkeelaТs abundant
confidence. Behind them, the cavalry rode at attention, unnerved
by the sight of Hes. The Bronze Knight stole a backward glance
at his men. Behind the standard bearer he saw Lieutenant
Trager. Unlike his underlings, Trager showed no trace of fear,
but his silence belied his anxiety. Lukien leaned toward Akeela.

УTrager seems. . . uneasy.Ф

Akeela put up a hand. УNot today, please.Ф

УYou should have left him at home. HeТll disrupt things.Ф

УHe wonТt,Ф said Akeela. УYouТre just trying to irritate him. Stop it
now.Ф

Like many of the Chargers, Trager hadnТt wanted to come to
Reec. Behind AkeelaТs back he had secretly sneered at the
notion of peace, sure that King Karis would snub the offer. Yet
here they were, on the road to the Reecian capital, invited