He was quiet for a few breaths. "Who told you that ... story?"
"Petra," Let answered. "She told it to me. It's a good story, huh?"
"Incidentally," Jon said. "I'm the one that got away."
"You mean?" The boy stopped. "You mean it really happened?"
The early light warmed the deserted street now as Arkor came to the door of the inn and stepped into the street.
"All right," he said. "Come on."
CHAPTER VII
The news service of Toromon in the city of Toron was a public address system that flooded the downtown area, and a special printed sheet that was circulated among the upper families of the city. On the mainland it was a fairly accurate brigade of men and women who transported news orally from settlement to settlement. All announced simultaneously that morning:
Crown Prince Kidnaped
King Declares War!