The king let out a wail of fright, but suddenly there was someone else screaming as well

It did not take long for guards to burst into her room, weapons drawn. Who had attacked the queen?

"It is of utmost importance that you be very pure. Many cannot prepare themselves properly. Are you prepared to do this?”

“He is no prophet, Reb Bentzion.” Rav Moshe shook his head. “Is that what people are saying about him?"

The sheik had been right all along. But how did he know? What magic had he performed? 

“These boys have been bitten by serpents! They are dying! Please, can you do something?”

“Did I not warn you what the people of Tzfas must do to be saved from this terrible decree?"

“Stand up! Call out the words, ‘Baruch Sheim kevod Malchuso l’olam va’ed,’ just as you do on Yom Kippur!”

“Do what you can to save him. I will hold you responsible if he dies in your care"

“Good luck, Your Majesty.” Matio locked eyes with his brother. “This mission may very well mean the success or death of your rule”