4
Caden stood in the shadows of an alley behind a busy tavern called The Dirty Serpent.
The Dirty Serpent.The sound of raised voices and laughter spilled out from the place, signs that the patrons were thoroughly enjoying themselves, including his target. Angus had given him the task of removing a threat to Lord D’Lance.
“I’m a soldier, not an assassin,” Caden had argued.
“I know that I am asking much from you, but this man is dangerous. He doesn’t know your face, so you’ll be able to get close to him before he realizes what’s happening. If you are successful, I’ll take it as proof of your skill. It needs to be quick, but not public.”
“Why doesn’t Lord D’Lance deal with him directly?”
“Politics, my boy. They are as nuanced as the weaving of a tapestry. Lord D’Lance is a public figure
