"We were to be allowed safe passage through your lovely city, Mas Trephor. There is an agreement between our two nations." Lloyd continued.
"Yes, friends. There was an agreement but we were not told who was to pass through here, or where they were going. You may rest here for a day or two, if you care to, and you will be escorted to our southern perimeter." Trephor was being quite congenial. "Until then, anything that you desire you may receive at your request!"
Boyce bowed his head slightly to Trephor never removing his eyes from the leader's face as he thanked him.
Lloyd bowed also and Trephor gave them a dismissing nod.
"Escort our friends to the state-room!" he commanded to the guard.
When they exited the royal hall, Trephor called to another guard and whispered to him.
"Do not let them out of the state-room. I want them here for the festival the day after tomorrow!"
Dam Lehnar's comely face lost its radiant gleam when she realised that her father was truncating the agreement signed with Besten.
"They are beautiful and smart men. The prime specimens of their kind, perfect for opening this month's celebration."
Lehnar was panicky and afraid for Lloyd and his companion. She knew that at the celebration they would be tortured and most probably killed.