“There are books in my private library that were written during the time of the Empire, and one of them mentions Hurog. Calls it the Dragon’s Keep.” I could hear Jakoven’s nail tapping on something metallic, maybe it was the staff head. “There is a story that the first few Emperors had a mage who was a dragon. There are also old stories that claim the lord of Hurog is a dragon. So what do you think, Ward? Are you descended from that mage? Do you have dragon’s blood?”

He cut my arm, just a little. And mopped up the blood with the same cloth he’d wiped my face with. I didn’t see what he did with it, but I presumed it was to wipe the red smear against the gemstone because something happened.

Jade Eyes exclaimed loudly and the king’s stool fell to the ground. The power that had been examining me changed, just a little. Just for a moment it recognized me.

“Hurog?”it said, resonating soundlessly in my skull.“Dragon?”

And something deep inside of me answered the call before the magic of Farsonsbane was abruptly cut off.

“It’s not supposed to do that,” exclaimed Jakoven. “The records specifically say the stone flares with red light as it is touched by dragon’s blood. But this is the first response I’ve gotten from it.”

“Blue,” said Jade Eyes assessingly. He walked near to me until I could see him. “Your blood turned the stone from black to blue.” He looked across me at Jakoven. “Did you try your own blood? Perhaps mageblood affects it.”

“My blood does nothing to it,” Jakoven replied. “I’ve tried.” I saw a flutter of cloth out of the corner of my eye as the king walked past me. I heard him replace the bag on the shelves.

“Ah, Ward,” Jakoven said, kissing my forehead. “You have answered my most fervent wish. For ten years that artifact sat upon my shelves waiting to be awakened.”

He pushed back from me and I heard him pick up his stool and set it upright.

“Well enough,” he said briskly, as if the raw lust in his voice had never been. “Arten tells me you are ready, Jade Eyes. And any fool could see he is broken. But I want him stupid and happy. Make sure he can speak, eh?”

“Right,” agreed Jade Eyes. “We’ve been experimenting with drugs to get the proper effect. We’ll give him a little sorcerer’s root to make sure no one could ever mistake him for normal and top it off with a few things to make him happy.”

“Good. See that it is done.”

ITWAS A BEAUTIFUL DAY, THE CRISP CHILL OF LATEfall drifting clean and pure into my lungs. I told the guards that as they helped feed me into a covered two-wheeled cart that was to take us to Court.