Preparations for the festival began as soon as the terror died down. And it was grander than ever. After all, they were celebrating both the season and the end of a great danger.
Citizens of Vidalia knew how to celebrate. What the celebration was for didn't really matter.
But for one prince, the danger had only begun.
"I'm not doing a month's worth of work now, I'm busy."
Keith followed behind insistently. "Your Highness, at least review the change in personnel over the month."
"Didn't he review it already?"
His position, along with the duties, was given to someone else temporarily. Ceron was way more capable at administrative tasks than he was; why would he bother with it?
Keith looked away with an expression Reis couldn't really catch. "His Highness only arranged for the traitors to be removed. No one was assigned."
