Chapter 10At the end of the Tribunal, Thorat accompanied Parnet back to his quarters. Dismissed for the night, he staggered toward the barracks, too exhausted to celebrate the fact that Darna had become the next thing to a prince. It was strange to think that his scrappling friend was a ruler of a province as well as being a priestess. He shook his head at the thought. She still seemed like a scrappling to him. Perhaps he should ask Parnet to let him go to attend her in Tiadun, but he wasn’t sure if he really wanted to be Darna’s man-at-arms.
The hour was late, so the courtyard was quiet, but a few straggling revelers and messengers drifted past – the palace was never entirely asleep. He was almost to the door of the barracks when a cloaked figure accosted him. He had his hand on the hilt
