If there was something good about the time of Koshmarnyk’s imprisonment, it was the lack of concerns. Back in the prison, it was only in the beginning when an adrenaline rush accompanied Koshmarnyk each time he heard the sound of footsteps, but as time passed, he understood that Gildya’s council was content with keeping him confined and no executioner would come to end his life. Given they offered him little water and almost no food, perhaps they’d hoped he would die on his own, and the ten years in a dark cell turned out into an experiment to determine how long the power of the imbued stones would keep him alive.
Koshmarnyk doubted the adepts were satisfied with that experiment’s outcome.
Now, when he was free and part of the world again, concerns returned. Not even for the city he ulti
