As soon as I saw a letter opener inside the palace, I grabbed it without thinking. At that moment, I was ready to go down fighting like a man, despite knowing that I couldn’t win. That’s the thing with adrenaline; it makes you feel invincible.
As I wandered through the hallways and finally found the main room, I saw Maynard, who looked at my knife and guffawed. He knew I stood no chance against him, even he wasn’t that stupid.
“Come on, let’s see if you’ve got in you, kid,” he said, shaking his head.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“You don’t have it in you to hurt me; you’re weak just like your father,” he snarled.
Oh, no, you don’t!
I lunged at him with the knife in rage, but he sidestepped, leading to me falling flat on my face on the carpet. He had unnaturally fast reflexes, no
