C419 A HEART FOR THE HUNGER

"The ravens did not lie; the old King is truly gone, and he has left us a world of ruins," the Young Prince said, his voice dropping to a low, rough tone that vibrated in the small space of the library cellar.

He stood near the heavy wooden door, his hand still resting on the crossbar. The silver ring the bird had dropped sat on a stone ledge, reflecting the orange glow of the single torch