"Look at that," Brighde said quietly as she sipped hot, mulled wine in the seating area filled by her husband's vassals and their families. "It seems like the good Lord Governor Fayle really has been consorting with de-, with the Eldritch all this time," she said as she watched Erling unleash a second arrow that burned with a brilliant cerulean flame.
"I don't know why that surprises you," Telent Rundel said with a snort. "After the fuss they made about his treaty with Lord Dirar, it's hardly a surprise to see him using witchcraft."
"You don't understand," Brighde chided lightly. "A man who keeps a secret pact is one thing. A man who practices witchcraft in secret is another."
