“None were as devoted to the king as those who sit at this table. No obstacle will change our course, no danger will deter us. We will be swift and relentless.”<br/><br/>Jhessail looked to either side, at each of the others sitting with her. A daunting task lay ahead of them and they would be relying on each other in the days to come. Each with their own reason to see justice done, each with their own particular skills. She felt reassured by their companionship. Whether the trail led them deep into the wilds, or to the great cities of the north, or into a stronghold of the enemy, or into uncharted lands, she was certain they would prove equal to any challenge.<br/><br/>“Let us go and prepare ourselves for the journey,” she suggested. “Perhaps we can reconvene at the entrance to the King’s Garden?” She rose from her chair. “Grandmother,” she said, lowering her eyes and dipping into another formal curtsey.