Our time as soldiers was over before it had begun, but we were still to serve the king. For Bruni and I had been chosen to walk the shadowy path of the Inquisitors. Equal part spies and interrogators, even occasionally assassins, Inquisitors did the things that knights and armies could not do. There was no glory for us. In our line of work, you couldn’t make a name for yourself. The very concept was antithetical to the quiet nature of our deeds. Still, to be selected as an Inquisitor was an honor of the sort we could never hope to achieve as mere soldiers.
Bruni was selected for her cleverness, her ruthlessness, and the dogged determination with which she pursued every task. I was chosen due to my nondescript, unremarkable appearance and demeanor. None of the chargers or instructors had t
