It still feels strange commanding people to do things for me that I could do for myself, she said.
As the queen, Id say you should get used to it, Sebastian said, except I think that its probably good that you arent. Maybe the whole kingdom would be better if people remembered what its like not to be the one giving orders.
Maybe, Sophia agreed. She could see people watching them now, and a quick look at the thoughts of those around them told her they were expecting her to speak. She hadnt planned for that, but even so, she knew she couldnt disappoint them.
My friends, she said, picking up a glass of cool apple juice. Thank you all for coming to this celebration. Its good to see so many people whom Sebastian and I know and love, and so many more of you I hope we will have the chance to know in the days to come. This day couldnt have happened without all of you. Without friends, without help, Sebastian and I would probably have been killed many weeks ago. We wouldnt have each other, or this kingdom. We wouldnt have the chance to make things better. To all of you.
She lifted her glass in a toast that the others there quickly took up. On impulse, she turned and kissed Sebastian. That got cheers that roared around the gardens, and Sophia decided that they wouldnt have to sneak off like Kate and Will; if they announced that they were going, people would probably carry them back to their rooms. Perhaps they should try it. Perhaps
She felt the first spasms deep inside her, her muscles contracting with such force that it almost bent Sophia double. She let out a deep groan of pain that left her struggling to breathe.
Sophia? Sebastian said. What is it? Are you all right?
Sophia couldnt answer. She could barely stand as a fresh contraction of her muscles hit her so hard that she cried out with it. Around her, the crowd murmured, some obviously looking concerned as the music ground to a halt.
Is it poison?
Is she ill?
Dont be stupid, its obvious
Sophia felt wetness run down her legs as her water broke. After so much time waiting, now it seemed as though everything was determined to happen far too fast.
I think I think the babys coming, she said.
CHAPTER FIVE
Endi, Duke of Ishjemme, listened to the grind of the great statues as his men dragged them up the shore, hating the sound but enjoying what it represented. Freedom for Ishjemme. Freedom for his people. Today would be a symbol and a sign that people would not forget.
We should have destroyed the statues of the Danses years ago, he said to his brother.
Oli nodded. If you say so, Endi.
Endi caught the note of uncertainty. He clapped his brother on the shoulder and felt Oli flinch. You dont agree, brother? Come on, you can tell me the truth. Im not some monster who only wants to hear people say yes.
Well Oli began.
Seriously, Oli, Endi said. You shouldnt be afraid of me. Youre my family.
Its just that these statues are part of our history, Oli said.
Now Endi understood. He should have guessed that his bookish brother would hate destroying anything connected to the past, but it was past, and Endi meant to see that it stayed that way.
They controlled our home for too long, Endi said. As long as we have reminders of them sitting along the fjords alongside our true heroes, it will be a claim that they can step back in whenever they want to rule us. Do you understand, Oli?
Oli nodded. I understand.
Good, Endi said, and signaled to his men to begin their work with axes and hammers, shattering the statues, reducing them to rubble that would be good for no more than building with. He enjoyed the sight of Lord Alfreds and Lady Christinas images breaking apart. It was a reminder that Ishjemme was not beholden to them or their children any longer.
Things will change, Oli, Endi said, and change for the better. There will be houses for all who need them, safety for the kingdom, better trade How are things with my canal scheme?
It was a bold plan, to try to connect Ishjemmes fjords given the number of mountains that stood on the peninsulas interior, yet if they succeeded, Ishjemme could become as wealthy as any of the mercantile states. It also meant that his brother had something useful to do, keeping track of the progress, making sure that there were good maps to use.
It is hard going, Oli said. Cutting through mountains and building locks for the boats takes a lot of men.
And a lot of time, Endi said, but well get there. We must.
It would show the world what Ishjemme could be. It would show his family just how much tradition had held them back. With a project like this to his name, probably all of his brothers and sisters would acknowledge that he always should have been his fathers heir.
Weve had to reroute several sections already, Oli said. There are farmsteads in the way, and people are reluctant to leave their homes.
You have offered them money? Endi asked.
Oli nodded. As you said to, and some left, but there are people who have lived there for generations.
Progress is necessary, Endi said, as the crack of the hammers continued. But dont worry, the problem will be solved soon.
They walked around to where more men were working on ships. Endi made a point of knowing about every ship that came into the port now. Hed spent long enough dealing with spies and killers to know how easily those could slip in. He watched the progress of the men as they worked to replace some of the vessels that were still stuck across the water. Ishjemme had to be defended.
Endi, can I ask you a question? Oli said.
Of course you can, brother, Endi said. Although youre the clever one. I suspect theres not many things you could ask me you havent already read in one of your books.
In truth, Endi suspected that there were plenty of things he knew that his brother didnt, mostly about the secrets people kept, or the things people did to plot against one another. That was his world.
Its about Rika, Oli said.
Ah, Endi replied, cocking his head to the side.
When will you let her out of her rooms, Endi? Oli asked. Shes been cooped up there for weeks now.
Endi nodded sadly. His youngest sibling was proving surprisingly intransigent. What would you have me do? I cant let her out when shes in this rebellious mood of hers. The best I can do is keep her comfortable with the best food, and her harp. If people see her disagreeing at every step, it makes us look weak, Oli.
Even so, Oli said, hasnt it been long enough?
Its not like sending her to bed with no supper because she stole one of Frigs dolls, Endi said, with a grin at the thought of Frig ever playing with dolls rather than blades. I cant let her out until shes shown that she can be trusted. Until she swears fealty to me, she stays there.
That could be a long time, Oli said.
I know, Endi replied, with a sad sigh. He didnt like locking his sister up like that, but what else could he do?
A soldier came up, offering a bow. The prisoners you ordered have been brought, my lord.
Good, Endi said. He looked over to his brother. It looks as though were going to have a solution to the canal problem. Come on, Oli.
He led the way back to where the statues had been broken up, the rubble lying in fragments on the ground. Perhaps a dozen men and women stood there, their hands bound.