‘The sun king’s armies advanced north of Abadihn and Koulis, seeking a route into Galea.’ He shrugged. ‘We stopped them.’
‘You fight against the sun king?’ Chloe realized she might have a potential ally, if she could ever find a way to free them both.
‘We fought. But I was taken hostage and here I am. There is now an uneasy peace between us. My people will not fight while I am here.’
He brought up a hand as if to tug on the collar at his neck, but then stopped while still a few inches away, making a grimace of pain and bringing his hand back down.
‘Why do you wear a collar?’
He smiled without mirth. ‘I am not without power, girl. Without this collar around my neck I could change shape. Walls of stone would never keep me here.’
‘Does it hurt?’
‘The collar? Yes,’ he said shortly. ‘It hurts.’ He was pensive for a time. ‘Now who are you, girl? And why are you here?’
‘I come from Phalesia, one of the Galean nations. One of the sun king’s warships came to my homeland. I am the daughter of the first consul, and they took me prisoner. I was forming a plan to escape when I incurred the sun king’s wrath. Now,’ she said, echoing Triton’s words, ‘here I am. Solon now plans to lead a force to conquer my homeland.’
Triton frowned. ‘There are closer conquests. What is it he wants?’
‘He desires gold above all else. We have a sacred ark of gold—’
Triton swiftly leaned forward, his eyes suddenly wide as he peered at her, though he didn’t touch the iron bars. ‘Did you say an ark of gold? A chest?’ His voice was urgent. ‘What is inside?’
Chloe told the story of the tablets inscribed by the god Aldus, on which were the laws of morality that would grant a man entrance to heaven. ‘It would be sacrilege to open the ark, yet Solon wants to seize it and melt it down for his tomb.’
Triton relaxed. He nodded sagely. ‘I understand.’
‘He plans to take the ark, and any other gold, and kill our leaders.’ Chloe couldn’t bring herself to repeat the sun king’s threat to impale her father. ‘He must be stopped.’
‘He does, does he?’ Triton’s expression was pensive.
‘Triton . . . Would your eldren help us against him?’
His one good eye met her gaze. ‘If I were free, we would fight.’ He once again nearly touched the collar, before allowing his hand to fall. ‘Oh yes, we would.’
41
When Dion was finally well enough to think clearly, he was filled with anger.
In his mind’s eye he saw Chloe push her guard to the side and his shot go wild. He had taken a great risk to free her. Why did she help her captors?
From now on, she was on her own. As soon as he could, he would return home to Xanthos. The first consul’s daughter could remain a prisoner for all he cared.
He stood and looked around his small room. He wouldn’t miss Lamara. When he returned to Xanthos he would tell his father and brother about the things he had learned in his time away. He would find the best carpenters and shipwrights and start working on warships to rival anything in the sun king’s fleet. He would help Nikolas prepare strategies to prevent the sun king’s biremes making an easy landing.
As Dion prepared to depart he swayed slightly but decided he was able to make the journey. He dressed and put his quiver over his shoulder, then took up his composite bow. He was just about to leave when he heard light footsteps outside, and a moment later the round-faced boy who had saved his life drew the entrance curtain aside. Anoush grinned when he saw Dion up and about.
‘Master, you are well again. I have come straight from the harbor. Your captain gave me a message for you.’
Dion didn’t expect to see Roxana again, but he nodded for Anoush to continue.
‘She says that the sun king’s navy is being made ready, and asks if you are fit enough to join her on a great expedition. There will be glory and plunder. The ships will sail to a new land across the sea.’
Dion’s heart sank at the news. He thought quickly. ‘Did they name the land? Did you hear the name Phalesia?’
Anoush frowned. ‘No, that was not it. It was a different name.’
Dion’s eyes widened. ‘Xanthos?’
‘Yes.’ Anoush nodded vigorously. ‘Xanthos. That is it.’
He wondered how it was possible. Why would Solon’s fleet be sailing to Xanthos? The only route to the city’s harbor would take them past Phalesia. The Shards blocked the only other channel.
‘Are you certain it was Xanthos?’
‘Yes, master. They are sailing for Xanthos.’
Dion clenched his jaw. He wondered if there was something he could do to help his people. With his quest to rescue Chloe at an end, he now had to put his homeland first.
He was known at Lamara’s harbor. The guards would let him through. He had access to the sun king’s fleet.
He knew he had no choice.