Beckram shook his head. “Jakoven’s men already outnumber us. If we spread out our troops like that, he’ll cut a swath right through the Oranstonian armies while the Shavig are busy fighting the Avinhelle armies—which will be defending their homes, not just obeying orders to fight. Then when Oranstone is cowed, he’ll come back and support Avinhelle, and they’ll sweep back over Shavig before spring. The Avinhelle have their mountain folk who know how to wage war in winter as well as we.”

Duraugh nodded. “He’s right.”

“Tallven is all grasslands,” said Farrawell. He was strangely hairless except for the salt-and-ginger moustache that covered his upper lip. “There are only two or three cities of any size. The keeps can’t protect the land, just the people. Easy to run over that with an army. That’s why the Tallvenish worked so hard to take over the other four kingdoms, so they’d have barriers to protect their grain fields.”

“But we’re not fighting a war to break away from Tallven, gentlemen,” said Danerra, who would have looked more at home in a library than in a meeting of war—during the Rebellion his men called him the Badger. He said mildly, “We’re trying to replace Jakoven with Kellen, not destroy the main food supply for the Kingdoms.”

“I wasn’t talking about burning the fields,” said Farrawell. “That would be stupid—at least until spring.”

“It would be just as stupid in the spring,” said Levenstar hotly. “Kellen will want to feed his people after we’re through.”

The meeting began to dissolve into chaos, with stools shoved aside as men bellowed while Alizon and my uncle tried to bring it to order. Only Garranon seemed immune. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back to rest against the stone wall.

I moved around the fight (which so far was only vocal) until the wall I propped myself up on was next to Garranon. “Where’s Kellen?” I asked.

“He gave up and told them to let him know when they had a plan.”

“What did he want to do?”

Garranon shook his head. “He wanted to wait and meet with all the Oranstonian lords like we just did with your people. But Oranstone doesn’t have anything equivalent to your Council, and hasn’t had since the Rebellion. Alizon has a good idea who is against Jakoven, but the problem is most of them won’t be interested in replacing Jakoven with Kellen: To them, one Tallven is as bad as the other.” He paused as someone hit Farrawell—I couldn’t be sure who because I’d been looking at Garranon.

Garranon raised his voice and said pointedly, “Some of them don’t know whom to fight.” But none of the combatants paid him any attention.