sicker and sicker each day. One of the servants noticed a glass at his bedside every morning, which wasn’t there the night before. When she questioned the king about it, he said it was new medicine that Rupert was giving him so he could feel better. She didn’t believe it for one moment because that small glass smelled funny. She had it analyzed by a friend and found her suspicions to be true. After telling the news to the servants, they told her to tell the king but it was too late. He passed away the following day. She then told the King’s Legionnaires what she found out and they were shocked. By then Rupert’s men had moved in and taken over. They could do nothing.” “He had a following?” asked Daniel with stunned surprise. “Yes. He began rounding up followers as soon as Jonathan left. They called themselves Kingmen because they believed a king should rule over their land. Edmund had heard about them but didn’t know that Rupert was the leader of the group. Rupert had promised his followers riches and high positions of great importance. So, needless to say, they quickly backed him up.” “Why didn’t the people rebel and defend themselves?” asked Daniel with disgust. “They couldn’t. There were too many Kingmen.” He lifted a curious brow. “So what happened to the servants?” Robin shrugged. “Who knows? The servants and the Legionnaires decided it wasn’t safe to stay within the Palace. So they moved into the villages and hid in disguise among the people. They’re still alive today. If Rupert ever finds out where they are, he’ll hunt them down. Our very own neighbors could be a devoted servant or one of King Edmund’s Legionnaires.” “Really? How long ago did this happen?” “Around thirty years. Papa wanted me to know the history of Cordovia because no one is allowed to teach the truth.” Daniel’s brow creased with anger as he asked, “How about the king’s son? Couldn’t he come back and reclaim his kingdom?” Robin shook her head. “Rupert made sure he never returned. He put guards in charge to search all ships that come to port and at the borders.” Daniel whipped the reins against the horses and they trotted down the road toward a farmhouse. What he just learned was quite upsetting. Hopefully he could make a difference to this beautiful country. When he saw a young woman and five children standing near her home, he pushed the depressing news from his memory so he could put on a smile. Everything this lovely young lady had told him spurred him on… to try harder to free these people from oppression. They delivered all the bread and pastries from the back of the wagon to everyone Robin could think of in town. The grateful faces and kind words of the people were touching to both Robin and Daniel. She noticed the way Daniel acted when he saw the poverty of the people. When she had told him about the history of Cordovia, Robin could see the anger flaming from his eyes. As they headed back to town, she contemplated whether or not to talk to him about joining their little band of men and women. Perhaps this was a good time to ask him but she would not divulge whom she was… just invite him to join and say that she knew the leader. How should she go about it? Taking a deep breath, she turned toward him and said, “Have you ever thought about joining one of the rebel causes?” Daniel jerked his head toward her in surprise and said, “What?” “Well,” she began cautiously. “There are a few groups that have joined together to fight this tyranny and…” She hesitated. “It’s all about protecting our rights: freedom, justice, equality. We need to protect our families from persecution. The king has taken our rights away and we need to get it back.” He nodded as he watched her speak. Daniel noticed how strong she felt about the subject and he was impressed. Not too many people voiced their opinion because they were afraid of being arrested if someone of