”Many kings I have served, long ago,” you begin, and go on to impart the wisdom you gleaned from those great men, and Barclay listens, and he too becomes a good king. Years pass, and the city prospers under his rule, until the day he hears that his brother Graham has been taken hostage. He leaves at once, and it is not long after that one night a woman sneaks up to you in the moonlight, sits down in you. This is Maisie Harrow, her blood as strong but no stronger than her brother Barclay's. She could be a queen, or she could die; the choice is yours.
Let Maisie Harrow live. Kill Maisie Harrow.