Chapter 59

"It isn't fun, but I can't go complaining to you, can I?" He was staring at Alistar's arms, both of which were covered with thick welts and many spots of discolouration.

Seeing his own body in this condition brought up memories of the brutal beatings he had received at the hands of the young guard back in the mines. Feeling a look of disgust beginning to form on his face, he quickly mastered his emotions and sighed in response to his friend's words.

"I'm just tired of wearing heavy-sleeved tunics."

Despite the summer heat, the two had agreed to wear sleeved tunics in their day-to-day lives in order to better conceal their injuries. If Caedmon saw the condition of Alistar's arms and torso, he would surely assign a guardian to accompany him whenever he left the property.