"You said that you thought Queen Orlagh was waiting for an advantage to declare war. Instead, I think she is trying a new ruler--one she hopes she can trick or replace with another indebted to her. She thinks me young and feckless and means to take my measure." "So what?" I ask. "Our choice is to endure her games, no matter how deadly, or engage in a war we cannot win?" Cardan shakes his head and drinks another cup of tea. "We show her that I am no feckless High King." "And how do we do that?" I ask. "With great difficulty," he says. "Since I fear she is right."