• Chapter 23 – We are gods

    It begins with a story. It is a story of a queen who is poisoned by her son because he’s tired of waiting for her to die. He has been waiting for seven years and finally decides to kill her so he can get control of the throne. It’s laughably easy and he’s not incompetent.…

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  • Chapter 22 – Victory dance

    The road took Arthur Chubs inexorably towards Forbearn. There were numerous places to stop in-between and he made use of them liberally. And yet it took him an embarrassingly long time to realize the road he was on would lead him home if he so chose. He chalked away the delay to not having travelled…

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  • Chapter 21 – Unhappy neighbours

    It was difficult to willingly give up Selma’s companionship and the inherent security that came with being known but Arthur had to leave. He knew the kind of risk he was exposing her to and despite reassurances, he could see the relief in her shoulders and the lines around her mouth when he announced he’d…

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  • Chapter 20 – The talking painting

    He didn’t leave once Selma told him the guards had left the village, onto the next one no doubt. It was logic that stayed him. Here was as good a place as any to hide. Now that he knew they were ahead of him, the chances of them catching up with him were poor. He…

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  • Chapter 19 – Strength is found among friends

    Meeting Selma unlocked something in me. The memories of the time I had spent with Reifire, first as his friend, then as his advisor and finally as his paramour, could no longer be denied. But there was a distinct change in the…flavour as it were…of the recollections. Before I thought of them from a distance,…

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  • Chapter 18 – A time of rest and reconnection

    Arthur spent the next one year travelling in a circle around Forbearn, the one place he wanted to be, but the one place he couldn’t bring himself to visit. So, he kept it just out of his reach, tormenting himself with the thought of home, Reifire, everything they had done, everything he had had to…

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  • Chapter 17 – Quite the quandary

    Reifire ascended the throne when he was twenty, not because that was the right age for him to become king but because that’s when his father, King Tebough II died. In the intervening thirteen years, I was always by his side. Even when our closeness exposed me to threats – both serious and hilarious [one…

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