Anastasia jerked her head at the mention of Iona.
"Do you mean that she was betrothed to him at that young age? Was that the reason why there was so much acrimony amongst those men? They think I am responsible for Iona's abduction?" She was talking to Guarhal for the first time about it, but then she was aware that they all knew.
"Murtagh knows his place, Anastasia. He has fought many wars for his king, but he also knows where the crown prince stands. Ileus was looking forward to going to Draoidh with you, but this opposition has put his plans back to where it started from."
"And now I am unbalancing the equation?"
"Something like that." Guarhal got up and sauntered to the window. The rain was still pelting the glass pane.
Anastasia cringed. "I didn't know—" she stopped and sighed. "What about you Guarhal? Are you a wizard, just like Ileus?"
