“That makes this even harder. I’ve had word from Thero that Danos may be sending news of my movements to his father in code. Do you know of any reason he would be doing that?”

“No,” Beka replied, shocked.

“Thero is working on this from Rhíminee, with the usual help. I need you to be my eyes and ears here, Beka.”

“Of course, Commander,” said Beka at once, though she disliked the idea of spying on her own people. She liked what Klia said next even less.

“The information Thero has is still unclear, but there was mention, we think, of your Urghazi Turma.”

“You want me to spy on them?”

“Both you and they are known to be completely loyal to me. The conspirators supporting me might approach you, thinking that supersedes your loyalty to the queen.”

Beka thought of the conversation she’d had with Sergeant Werneus the night after the battle at the ford. “We’re good Skalans, Commander, and Phoria is our queen.”

“And when Elani takes the throne?”

“As I said,” Beka replied solemnly. “We are loyal to the queen, whoever wears the crown.”

“As am I.” Klia smiled sadly. “I know what I’m asking of you. But there’s no one else I can trust with this. It could mean my life if Phoria finds out and thinks I’m part of it.”

“Can’t you just go to the queen and tell her, Klia?” asked Myrhini.

“My sister is not a trusting woman. She recalled me because she needed me in the field, and Korathan spoke for me. But it was on the condition that I recognize Elani as the princess royal, and give up any claim to the throne.”

“It still doesn’t seem fair,” Beka said without thinking.

“Understand this, Beka, and don’t ever forget it,” Klia told her sternly. “I don’t want to be queen. Growing up, I had two sisters ahead of me in line for the succession. I never expected to be queen. All I want is to do my duty to Skala. When Elani takes the throne, I will serve her, and gladly. But I want to know who is behind this plot, and how serious it is before I send anyone to the Tower.”

Beka pressed her fist to her heart again. “I won’t fail you, Commander.”

“I know. It’s why I asked you. Now that you know what is going on, I want you both to keep this to yourselves,” Klia warned. “Except for Nyal, Beka. He works with all the troops, coming and going without any questions asked. I know I can trust him as I trust you.”

“I’d stake my honor on it, Commander.”

“Good. I want you to court Danos, so to speak, see if you can be taken into his confidence. And most especially, I want you to intercept any secret messages he tries to send. They’re written in code.”