XXIX
EscapeOnce the sentries were ordered to remove the Prime from his presence, Edwen downed the entire contents of his untouched drink with one stiff gulp. The fine taste of cognac did little to improve his mood. No matter how much he justified in the name of Brysdyn, nothing could ever make him feel comfortable about assassinating the future head of state. Then again, what was one more death after all the others?
Edwen wondered at what point life had become so cheap to him.
“Speak.”
Danten was present throughout the exchange but had remained silent, as always, in the background. In fact, now that he thought of it, Danten had been silent a great deal lately.
“Are you really going to have him killed?”
“Having an attack of conscience, Major?”
Edwen avoided Danten's gaze by staring
