I looked at Night Steel. "Me, hate the Princess?" I said. "At first, I thought she was another of those arrogant leaders who will do anything to save face, but after learning her vizer was a dopplanger drugging her, I felt a little pity for her. Then, she got all of us arrested, and it took the demon who had poseesed me to figure out that our imprisonment was all a setup for us to find the Staff. So, in other words, I didn't hate her, but I didn't exactly like her either. But just because I don't like a person doesn't mean I would abandon Yarfell to Venger, and I wouldn't ask anyone--not even you--to do so, either." I started thinking afterwards. I wouldn't judge a people by their ruler and I most certainly wouldn't leave an entire kingdom to someone like Venger just because I didn't like their leader. However, I knew of someone fitting Steel's description who would. I prayed that I was wrong in my assumptions and that the person I was thinking was safe at home. God forbid she should come here.
