Chapter 39
If only Zyndel had been close by to hit Beltana’s son, Tahuma, across the back of the head like Noah had done for me. One hundred and eighty thousand Assyrian soldiers killed in response to the death of his beloved Guardian. I now realised he’d done well to restrict it to only that many. My face stayed buried in Noah’s shoulder so I didn’t have to look at anyone. My best friend was still kneeling with me. Always there for me. On the ground next to us, Sadie’s white blade glowed as if showing off how pure and innocent she was. Yet Sadie had killed Noah’s mum. I’d played my part in that too. Was true innocence even real?
I could feel Rabisu studying me, scrutinising my emotions and savouring my guilt. Empathising with it. Bile rose in my throat.
‘Lachlan, don’t even think about
