There is a reason for every darkness, for every soul that turned was because its light was stolen.
-Ammon.
Ammon's Pov
I sat adjacent to Aahotep. He seemed peaceful and calm. His face relaxed and the slight frown he always wore wasn't there. He seemed his age for a change and not someone who was a hundred and ten.
I let out a sign. Things were too tangled, too .. um what's the word.. messed up. I was assigned to kill Aahotep but I couldn't. That's why I reduced the poison content so he would be paralysed for a short while.
The question you might be asking is why. Why would I do such a thing? Why was I the mole? So let me tell you my side to the story.
My mother Akila was the most amazing woman I had ever know. She was a warm and kind mother and a loving wife. She was my whole world.
