Chapter 52. Nothing Else Matters

“...I shall make haste back to Perth to seek the truth from Ameera, restore my majesty, and wage war on the Kings of the realms, and on the gods, and they shall fall by my sword...”

--Ragzal

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Standing before the throne, I await my King’s arrival. From where I am, faint sounds of chants, cheers, and jeers pilfer into my ears. I’m certain that the street is full of Perthians hailing their legendary King. I veer around, observing the smiles on the people’s faces. Even the High Chiefs who have gathered in the court at the news of the King’s arrival cannot hide their pleasure.

“We stand with the Queen!” A voice cries out, and the soldiers present salute in agreement, beating their chests with their fists. Perhaps they’re awaiting my verdict and are ready to support me if I refuse to give up the throne. I don’t respond. If I do, I risk a civil war.