"Of course Ardrigor is going to invade!" Arvid snaps. "Anyone with half a brain could work that out! Comer on, even Rhynn Vras managed it!" "The Vras chief knew?" Magistra Colle is shocked. "Why do you think he sent you and a whole lot of other gifts? He's been trying to arrange a marriage alliance for months." Arvid suddenly looks deflated, his anger giving way to weary despair. "The most you'd have given Ardrigor is an excuse. Now we've given him a better one."