Every night for the last five months, Cyan had patrolled the grounds of the Toshigawa stronghold. He could easily sketch the landscape in his mind, leaving not one single tree or stone out of place. The grounds held no secrets from him. Yet as he walked down the pathway, his home had never seemed so unfamiliar.
The Knave had penetrated their ranks, utterly destroying the sanctity that he held dear. How had they found them? He asked himself repeatedly as he continued on his lonely watch. The other strongholds had been taken before, but this one was the most-guarded, well-kept. Only the best and brightest of the Toshigawa clan had been brought here and assigned to one duty: protect the clans most valuable asset, Shinnandrea Toshigawa. Somehow he and everyone else in the clan had failed miserably. The Knave had managed to break through the defenses with such ease, with no detection. They had taken Kristin and left Tochie for dead. Kristin was bait; that