"Duke Bhrag was reagent at the time, so he installed one of his retainers to take over the Barony. He is a puppet for the Duke and a rather uninspiring man."
"So my parents died for nothing."
"Honor is not a nothing, Flindra. Your father did what he thought was best for his people. The barons in Ostar have always been a little independent of the Crown and have acted as a balance of power. Young as he was, your father held a position of influence among the Barons.
"Bherek knew he was destined to be the father of the Heir of King Meldh and he lived his life with honor and courage. He wanted you to be proud of him. If he had run away from all his responsibilities, would you respect him?"
"That's a hard question," Flindra finally answered.
"It is and it isn't quite fair of me to ask it. I do want you to know that Bherek and Andha loved you. They did what they had to, to both keep you safe and to live honorably."
Flindra nodded.
"Andha knew you would be coming to me when you reached adulthood. She helped me acquire the clothing and furniture you have here. She wanted you to have a taste of royalty before you had to seek it. It was a small gift for the child she would never know."
"That was kind of her." Flindra dropped her head and Kewero could see the glistening of tears in her downcast eyes.
"I think we have spoken enough for today. You have heard enough."
Flindra shook her head in mute disagreement. "There is so much to learn, I really ought to continue with my lessons."
"No dear, you need a time of rest to understand what I've told you today. There will be enough time. The Spirit will give that to you. Now let's rest."
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