Their footsteps echoed up the tower as Kail and Bora climbed. Kail hoped six days ago to be rid of this walk. Since he could remember, the slaves and Ocelot’s subordinates insured his survival, but he was isolated from the one person that should have loved him unconditionally. This was the reason for his own mistrust, he realized as they arrived at the door to his room.
Bora opened the door for Kail a contemplative look on his face. “Listen, I understand your struggle. Claskan is considered your father’s friend. All he wants is to help you. Obviously, there’s more to it than that but that’s all I can tell you.”
Kail entered the room. He wanted to say thank you but couldn’t comprehend why. He had been captured three times. Every time Bora was the one to carry and return him. Bora had been
