"Curzad," he said, "you have known the noble Garlud almost as long as I have. Does it seem likely to you that he would be mixed up in a plot to kill me?"
The iron-faced warrior shook his head impassively. "No, Most-High. His love and respect for you are beyond doubt."
"You think I acted unwisely in finding him guilty?"
"That is not for me to say, Most-High."
"I know that! But you are not made of stone; you must have formed some opinion."
"It is not wise to hold an opinion which differs from that of Ammad's king."
Jaltor gestured with sharp impatience. "This is man to man, Curzad. Give me your honest impressions of this affair."
"If you command it, Most-High. I do not believe the noble Garlud had anything to do with old Heglar's attempt to knife you. I think the old one hated Garlud for some reason and named him because of that hatred."
"But you knew Heglar's reputation as a completely truthful man?"