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She gestured to the man still on his knees before her. “Lothain, here, has long been a traitor acting to damage our ability to defend ourselves. He has been working to see to it that our countermeasures are betrayed and our weapons are ineffective so that our forces will be weakened and defeated by Emperor Sulachan’s invading army. His intent was to seize the rule of the Keep, here, today, by being named First Wizard so that he could hand control of the Keep over to the enemy.
“We were at their mercy and they have none. Without even being aware of it, we were on the brink of defeat, about to be slaughtered or enslaved.”
She turned her attention to the former prosecutor waiting on his knees. “Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“But you weren’t doing this all alone, were you?”
“No, Mistress. I had help.”
“So you have others, here at the Keep, working with you?” she asked. “Wizards and others working under you to help subvert the Keep?”
Lothain was nodding. “Yes, Mistress. A number of others.”
In the distance, Magda could see people trying to slip out of the council chambers. Soldiers of the Home Guard crossed their lances to bar the doors. Gifted working with the Home Guard stood, prepared to use whatever means necessary to prevent any resistance.
“Tell us all gathered here,” Magda said, “who are these other traitors working here at the Keep.”
Lothain began rattling off the names of wizards first. Some of them were the men who had just been detained trying to leave.
Lothain named a half dozen gifted that Magda knew worked down in the lower reaches of the Keep, and another half dozen she didn’t know. He named other, lower-ranking people who were helping him with various tasks and murders. He named the captain of the prosecutor’s private guard and in a rapid ramble named off a good thirty names of soldiers loyal to the Old World who were helping him take control of the Keep.
Magda had to stop him and have him repeat names because in his eagerness to answer her questions, they couldn’t easily understand him. Lothain burst into tears that he had displeased her. She ignored the tears and told him to continue, but to do it slower so that they could get all the names.
General Grundwall stood grim-faced nearby, listening to all the names. Aides worked feverishly to scribble down each one. Even as he was listening to the list of names, General Grundwall was giving instructions to his officers to find and capture all the men named and put them in the dungeon. He ordered the outer portcullis closed to seal the Keep until they were all caught.
“And those wizards took orders from you?” Magda asked once he finished the names.
“Yes, Mistress. I was the one commanding the efforts here.”