Talyn walked into the yard at first light and didn't stop until he stood directly in front of the Holt fighter.
"Say my name," Talyn said. "Tell them what I did. All of it."
The yard had filled overnight, coalition fighters and Holt riders standing in a loose circle, Aris at the front with arms crossed, Kane a step behind Talyn, close enough to intervene if it went wrong.
The Holt fighter, whose name Kane had learned was Corren, stepped forward, jaw tight. "Three years ago. Marrow Ridge enforcers hit the western Holt settlement at night. Fire, mostly. Some blades. My sister Maren had married into the settlement two years before. She didn't make it out of the house before the roof came down."
"I was one of six enforcers assigned to that raid," Talyn said, voice steady despite what it cl
