“Who are these people you have with you?” said the Queen.
“Athrù, Faine, Saera and Eoin,” said Fórdhain, pointing out each person along the line. “They have come to me with important news, and I highly suggest you read this.” Fórdhain slipped the letter Athrù had written from his pocket.
Queen Therese took it without hesitation, broke the Thief-King’s seal and read. Having finished, she slowly re-folded it and placed it on her desk. “Come with me.”
The Queen took them through the arched doorway, out onto the balcony where Emareus now stretched out before them in plain view. Over the tree-tops they could see all the people in the streets, every merchant’s cart, every shop-keeper’s stall, the kids playing chase and hiding around corners, the labourers hefting their stock. This was the city of Queen Therese IV, and from here she could see it all.