Jade Eyes lip curled in contempt. Jakoven saw it and smiled. “It may be incest here, but in Shavig, next cousins often marry if there is no weakness in the family. The old bastard probably saw nothing wrong in sleeping with his cousin—and he left us this boy with the blood of dragons running through his veins from both sides. It wasn’t strong enough in the young Hurogmeten—that’s why the Bane only turned blue instead of red. I think this boy’s blood is the key to loosing Farsonsbane.”

The king smiled pleasantly at Jade Eyes and shook his head. “You will not allow your attitude over his parentage to trouble this boy.”

Jade Eyes read the king’s tone as well as Garranon did and nodded obediently. Jakoven turned his attention back to the boy.

“Tychis, you will be loyal to me above all else and serve me.”

“I will be loyal,” said the boy dully.

“Some things that are done to you, you will hate. Others may give you pleasure. But you will serve me and do as I command.”

“I serve you.”

Gods, oh gods.Garranon found the memory of those words in his soul.How long have I followed those commands? Do I still?

The king pulled his hand away. “Take him into the green rooms, Jade Eyes. Go with him, boy, you’ll find a bed there. Sleep until I awake you.”

Garranon glanced at the passage doors behind him to see that the passageway looked as solid as if the Tamerlain had never dismissed it. He stood to the side as Jade Eyes and the boy walked past him, opened the door, and entered the short passage without seeing Garranon or the Tamerlain, though Garranon could have reached out and touched Jade Eyes’s robe.

“I’ve only been able to get that spell to work on a dog,” commented Jade Eyes, returning to the audience chamber without the boy. He closed the door to the passage behind him. “I quit using it because the dog’s devotion became so annoying, I had to kill it.”

Jakoven smiled. “You’ll notice I didn’t tell him to love me. Hatred is so much more entertaining.”

Garranon stared at Jakoven and knew that the king meant him. And that knowledge took his understanding of the whole of his life and twisted it. He didn’t hear what else Jakoven and Jade Eyes said before they entered the king’s private chambers, closing the door behind them.

“Garranon,” said the Tamerlain impatiently, though softly, so her voice didn’t carry into the room beyond.

He turned to her.

She said, “The spell isn’t as strong as he thinks it is. It would not hold an adult as it does a child who is weak and frightened—or hurt as you were. But the remnants of the spell might make you sad at leaving his service, even after all this time.”