The Diamond Throne

think perhaps it were best that your Majesties hear their accounts directly rather than at second hand from me.’ He turned and gestured to one of the red-liveried church soldiers who lined both walls of the council chamber. The soldier stepped to a side door and admitted a nervous-looking man whose face went visibly pale when he saw Vanion.
    ‘Don’t be afraid, Tessera,’ Annias told him. ‘So long as you tell the truth, no harm will come to you.’
    ‘Yes, your Grace,’ the nervous man mumbled.
    ‘This is Tessera,’ Annias introduced him, ‘a merchant of this city who has recently returned from Arcium. Tell us what you saw there, Tessera.’
    ‘Well, your Grace, it was as I told you before I was in Sarrinium on business. I was returning from there when I was overtaken by a storm, and I took shelter in the castle of Count Radun, who was kind enough to take me in.’ Tessera’s voice had the sing-song quality some people assume when they are reciting something previously committed to memory ‘Anyway,’ he went on, ‘after the weather cleared, I was preparing to leave and I was in the count’s stables seeing to my horse I heard the sounds of many men in the courtyard, so I peered out the stable door to see what was happening. It was a sizeable body of Pandion Knights.’
    ‘Are you certain that they were Pandions?’ Annias prompted him.
    ‘Yes, your Grace They were wearing black armour and carrying Pandion banners. The count is well known to be most respectful of the Church and her knights, so he had admitted them without challenge. As soon as they were inside the walls, however, they all drew their swords and began to kill everyone in sight.’
    ‘My uncle!’ King Dregos exclaimed.
    ‘The count tried to fight them, of course, but theyquickly disarmed him and tied him to a stake in the centre of the courtyard. They killed all the men inside the castle, and then –’
    ‘All the men?’ Annias interrupted him, his face suddenly stern.
    ‘They killed all the men inside the castle, and then –’ Tessera faltered. ‘Oh, I almost forgot that part. They killed all the men inside the castle – except for the churchmen – and then they brought out the count’s wife and daughters. They were all stripped naked and then violated before the count’s eyes.’
    A sob escaped the King of Arcium. ‘My aunt and my cousins,’ he cried.
    ‘Steady, Dregos,’ King Wargun said, putting his hand on the other king’s shoulder.
    ‘Then,’ Tessera continued, ‘after the count’s womenfolk had all been repeatedly raped, they were dragged one by one to a spot directly before where the count was tied and their throats were cut. The count wept and tried to tear his hands free, but his bonds were too tight. He pleaded with the Pandions to stop, but they only laughed and continued their butchery. Finally, when his wife and daughters were all dead and lying in their own blood, he asked them why they were doing this. One of them, the leader, I think, replied that it was on the orders of Lord Vanion, the Preceptor of the Pandions.’
    King Dregos leapt to his feet. He was weeping openly and clawing at his sword hilt. Annias stepped in front of him. ‘I share your outrage, your Majesty, but a quick death for this monstrous Vanion would be far too merciful. Let us hear this good, honest man out. Go on with your account, Tessera.’
    ‘There isn’t much more to tell, your Grace,’ Tessera replied. ‘Once the Pandions had killed all the women, they tortured the count to the point of death and thenthey beheaded him. After that, they drove the churchmen out of the castle and looted the place.’
    Thank you, Tessera,’ Annias said. He motioned to another of his soldiers, and the guard went to the same side door to admit a man dressed in a peasant smock. The peasant had a slightly furtive look and he was trembling noticeably
    ‘Say your name, fellow,’ Annias ordered.
    ‘I am Verl, your Grace, an honest serf from the estate of Count Radun.’
    ‘And why are you in Cimmura? A serf may not leave the estate of his lord without permission.’
    ‘I fled, your Grace, after the murder of the count and all his family’
    ‘Can you tell us what happened? Did you witness this atrocity?’
    ‘Not directly, your Grace. I was working in a field near the count’s castle when I saw a large group of men dressed in black armour and carrying the banners of the Pandion Knights ride out of the castle. One of them had the