Chapter 42

~Nye~

This feeling disgusted him. Never had he cared about humanity, but this human child got under his skin. Nye had given him his coin; when he left, the boy still carried on the duty he asked of him. But in doing it, the boy lost his life. And Nye hated that it bothered him. He glared down at the boy's Pyre. Nye had grabbed the toy when they turned their backs. Still, he had it in his hand.

Nye wanted to feel Browen's flesh burn under his hand. He didn't care who saw him or what alarms he'd set off; the boy worked hard and earned what he had given him. Nye entered the castle, and two guards saw him. They pointed their spears at him, "Halt!"