"Emily!" There was a hint of urgency in his voice, and it was gentle as a spring breeze. As the voice drew nearer, I opened my eyes again, and saw a haggard face, and eyes as bright as stars.

"William?" My head was drowsy, my body weak. Since leaving the Red Moon Tribe, Leon has locked me in his tent every day. As to his reason for so doing, it was to prevent me from thwarting his plans for another coup d'état.

When I learned that Leon was on the point of collecting all the forces of the tribe for another coup d'état, I even knelt before him and implored...