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your father.
    “I am starting to understand why my
father didn’t listen to you often,” Bren answered back snidely. “I
have seen men and women both manipulate others into doing what they
wanted. Like how the stable boy always makes the girls give him a
kiss before he will saddle there horses.”
    I think it is more the
girls give him a kiss so they don’t have to do it
themselves. Thuraman shot back.
    “I think you are just trying to find a
reason to be mad. Whatever it is I don’t want to keep hearing about
it. I don’t feel such a pressing need to keep you, that I won’t
drop you in the next lake I see,” Bren answered back
angrily.
    No matter how far away you
run I could still talk to you. And even should you shut me out of
your mind, one day you would need me and call for me. It was the
same with your father. He always threated to leave me behind, but
he never did. I was as much a part of him as his own arm, just as I
am a part of you.
    Bren tried to ignore Thurman’s words,
but they haunted him. The staff was right, it was a part of him and
the only real connection he had to finding his father. As he
drifted off to sleep, Bren imagined breaking the staff in a hundred
different ways. He knew that he wouldn’t do it, but just thinking
about it seemed to quell his anger.
    Thad was awoken when he heard Doren
talking to someone. At first his mind was too hazy to hear the
words, but when he heard his own name his became fully
awake.
    “Yes sir, Prince Bren is missing. He is
a young lad about fifteen with reddish-blonde hair, green eyes and
well-built for his age, though still a bit on the skinny side if
you ask me. The queen is offering a good reward for his return
should you come across him.” Bren heard a deep voice say from the
other side of the canvas.
    “Haven’t seen no one like that, but
I’ll keep my eyes peeled,” Doren replied back.
    Bren breathed a sigh of relief when
Doren didn’t give him away. He had expected the old farmer to tell
the guards right where to find him and had already moved to the
back of the wagon ready to make his escape. Bren settled back down
under the covers once the wagon began to move again, but his nerves
were wound too tight for him to fall back asleep. After more than
an hour of restlessness, Bren pulled back the canvas and climbed on
the thin bench beside Doren.
    “You think it’s a good idea for you to
be sitting here in plain sight when you got half the kingdom
looking for you boy?” Doren asked, his tone even and harsh. “I
don’t know why you’re running or what you’re running from, but I
think you better get to talking before I start fancying that
reward.”
    “It’s my mother and sister sir,” Bren
said in a way of explaining, but the old man just looked at him
with a face that said he would have to do better. “They won’t let
me out of their sight and everything I do is wrong. I want to do
more with my life then end up being a chip for my mom to marry off
for political reasons. She has already had me meet three different
women from neighboring kingdoms. My father left me to rule the
Mage’s Tower in his steed and that’s what I aim to do.”
    Doren looked at Bren for a long time
without saying a word then he breathed a heavy sigh. “Sounds like
the same thing all kids say when they reach your age. If you ain’t
learned anything yet then learn this, life is not fair. That aside,
I think some time on your own might just be good for a boy your
age, so let’s make a deal. It’s already late in the planting
season, but thanks to some heavy rains the south fields got flooded
and need replanting. That’s why we had to rush to the capital to
buy more seed. You help us with the planting and I’ll look the
other way about your disappearing act.”
    “You have a deal,” Bren said, holding
out his hand eagerly.
    Doren gave a long loud laugh. “I don’t
think you will be thanking me after a few days on the
farm.”

CHAPTER III
    Just as Faye had