King of Mist (Steel and Fire Book 2) by Rivet Jordan

Author:Rivet, Jordan [Rivet, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2016-05-11T04:00:00+00:00

The carnival lasted late into the evening. Siv was in good form, laughing and toasting nobles and tradesmen, guards and ladies, children and servants alike. He played every game and tried every dish, and by the end Dara was sure he had spoken to every individual in the courtyard. Then as darkness fell he gathered the New Guard around him and left the castle walls to join the revelers outside the gates. He strode among his people, a beacon of energy and humor and light. By the time midnight neared, he had established himself as the People’s King, the Fourth Good King, who wasn’t too good to drink with his subjects, referee duels for his guards, and give children piggyback rides while they laughed and screamed and clutched at his crown.

It was a night that the people of Vertigon would surely remember for years to come. It was the night that King Siv was born.

Dara stayed close by his side, watching for threats and monitoring her men, but also just watching him. He was doing so well. He had worked hard over the past few weeks. She knew his father’s death still weighed on him, but she also knew he was a man the people could love. He would do anything for them. And Dara would do anything for him.

The last of the revelers didn’t leave until dawn spread fingers of light through the mists. Siv ordered the castle serving men and women to go get a few hours of sleep and forget about cleaning up until later. Then as the last of a rowdy troop of bridge carpenters toasted the king and lurched toward their beds, he finally turned back to his castle.

Dara had already sent most of the Guard back to the barracks. She warned them they would still have to train, but told them they could sleep in for a few hours at least. The princesses had been ordered to bed when they couldn’t keep their eyes open any longer. Their mother had long since disappeared as well. Dara and Pool were the last ones left to make sure the king got safely to his rooms.

Siv hummed as they entered the castle and began the long climb up the stairs to his chambers. He’d had a lot to drink with all the toasts throughout the night, but his steps were straight and sure. When they reached the doorway leading to the solitary, fully protected stairwell to the top of the king’s tower, Siv stopped.

“You’re dismissed, Pool,” he said. “Dara can see me the rest of the way home.”

“If you are certain . . .”

“I’ll make sure the door guards check his chambers for intruders before I leave,” Dara said.

“Thank you, Miss Ruminor.” Pool didn’t quite hide a huge yawn. “I hope you will allow yourself a lengthy repose as well.”

“I will.”

Pool nodded to them both and left to seek his own bed. Dara and Siv continued up the winding stairwell alone.

“Any word on Bolden?” Siv asked after Pool was gone.

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