Snow understood what he meant.
All of them alive?
That wasn't true at all.
One person was missing—someone who hadn't returned with them, whose corpse had been left to rot on the Sacred Island even as they spoke.
In that weighty instant, they both arrived at the same question:
Why hadn't anyone asked them about Aegon Valerion?
Coming back without the prince should have raised every alarm. It should have been the first thing Phoenix asked.
But he hadn't. He'd been calm .. genuinely pleased to see them .. and he seemed to know far too much about their clash with the Church.
"Who exactly told you what happened?" The moment Frey asked the question…
time itself seemed to stop.
Drawing back the flap and revealing the inside of the Empire's command tent,
Phoenix pointed to the truth, frowning at how astonished Frey and the others were.
"What are you getting at, Frey? The one who informed us was…"
The moment the door opened, faces Frey had already sensed came into view.
