Knights Magi (Book 4) (80 page)

“So when my friend and I were planning this,” Tyndal nodded, “we concluded that only the
finest
example of chivalry and errantry would be of sufficient stature as to allure the kind of idealistic young warmagi who aspire to our company.  

“So we decided that the Dragonslayer was clearly the best choice.”

“Sire Cei?
” guffawed Dara.

“Me?” Sire Cei asked in surprise.

“My castellan?” I asked, absently.  I didn’t mind, really, as I was certain the post would be largely ceremonial, and Cei truthfully had enough on his hands, with the new baby.  But I wasn’t thinking about the potential imposition on one of my most important vassals without them having the least bit of courtesy in asking me about it first.  I was focused on something else Tyndal had said.

He called Rondal “friend.”
  For the first time I could remember.

I smiled, despite myself.
 With all the other chaos we were suffering with, I realized I had one less thing to worry about.

The End

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