"…Don't engage him in a contest of strength," Tavar said, scrunching his eyebrows together. "But that ought be obvious from a single look at the man. It has been near a decade since the Treeants removed him from the Academy. I dread to think the strength that he has now. And King, nonetheless? I suppose that to be evident. For a post inherited by strength, who is likely to be stronger than he? I ought only be surprised that it has taken so long. And the number of men that he brings?"
"That remains to be seen," the Chief Strategist said. "But I doubt they shall disappoint us."
"No. That is true. For their oath, they can be trusted," Tavar said.
"I told the High King much the same about you," the Chief Strategist said.
Tavar narrowed his eyes. "The King doubted me?"
