“No, you can’t do that,” I mumbled. It wasn’t their intentions I doubted, only the reality that there was nothing in me anymore. All of that had drained out, leaving behind only the dregs of any spirit I might have had once.
“We can do more than you think,” Terrowic said. “My king has been secretly corresponding with someone I’m told you know well. A nobleman named Bevin Conner. ”
“Ex-noble,” I muttered. And it was no secret. I’d already made the connection between Conner and Vargan.
“Conner told us about the kitchen noble in Libeth, about your armies, and your fight with the captain of your guard. So even if you don’t want to talk, we’ll still learn what we want. ”
Then I wouldn’t talk. I tried turning away, but he ordered someone to get a whip.
Whether it was for me or for Tobias, I
