Chapter 14
“Varazda has told you that Eurydemos’s students planned and carried out an assassination in Boukos,” said Damiskos.
Nione nodded. Aradne shook her head but did not look surprised. They stood together with Damiskos and Varazda on the beach outside the warehouse, having left the rest of the women inside. Damiskos had almost forgotten to be tired; the old, familiar feeling of pushing himself past his body’s limits to plan the next phase of the campaign returned to him, and it felt something like joy.
“The murdered man was a diplomat from Zash, carrying details of troop deployment and fortifications on the Deshan Coast,” Damiskos said. “Those documents were stolen after his death.”
Aradne gave a low whistle. “That sounds bad. I take it that’s bad.”
“Yes,” said Varazda, “it is b
