CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
Endi walked to the docks in stunned silence, still unable to believe what his sister had done to him. She could have, should have, sentenced him to death. That would have been a kinder end to things in a lot of ways. More than that, it would have told Endi that he was right, would have shown everyone who saw her hand the sentence down that Rika was doing nothing more than stealing power for herself.
Instead, Endi had this slow walk to the docks, and the exile that waited beyond them.
He had a pack of possessions upon his back, although not enough to weigh very much. A few clothes, enough money to keep him for a while or let him buy into a business in some foreign land, his sword, and very little else. Perhaps he could have taken the week Rika had offered him, but tha
