Jek rested the body quietly against the stone landing. He felt slightly less guilty about killing them than he did others. The soldiers carried swords—they were noblemen of the Vedenel house, self-professed warriors. According to Truth, any man who wished to be a warrior could die like one, should he make that choice.
The door was wooden—created, undoubtedly, through savage misuse of sacred arts, for there were no trees in the east to provide wood. Jek used them in the lock, opened the door, and crept inside.
It was darker within than without. Jek moved through the room, quickly making out the black blot of the bed against the far wall. There, only for a moment, did he give himself pause.
During his years in exile, he had been forced to kill non-warriors of all types—women, children, craftsmen, and servants. Yet, he had never performed this one heresy: the murder of one whose mind had been taken by the Shanalakada.
The Idiot King was more than just a child, he was a child with no opportunity. An invalid. This is your punishment , he thought, forcing himself forward.
This is your shame. You have no Truth remaining. Immediately, his senses became alert. He spun, rolling across the ground to avoid attack, and scrambled for the door. As he reached it, a voice whispered in the darkness. Jek froze, crouching beside the wall, seeking the concealment of darkness and searching for the one who had spoken.
The voice had been familiar—the words misformed and dull. On the other side of the room, a light flashed—the hood being removed from a lantern. The soft glow revealed the Idiot King seated at a table. He wore a loose sencoat of dark materials and a pair of easterner pants—very wide at the cuff and baggy through the legs.
What of the precise efficiency I have heard regarding Shin assassins? A trap? It was a strange one, then. No guards, no bows. Just a fool and a table. Jek rose, still on guard, regarding the king carefully. A fool he might appear, and a fool he might sound, but his words were not those of an idiot.
Jek stepped forward into the light—like a warrior of his people, he wore no covering on his face. Jek reached down, sliding his stiletto from its sheath. Idiot or genius, deaf or mute, he had been ordered to kill this man.
He was Truthless—a tool, like his knife. He would do as commanded. Ahven seemed amused as he reached over and pushed the lantern to the side, revealing an object sitting hidden behind it. A decapitated head. Jek stumbled to a halt, eyes wide.
The man who had sent Jek to kill the king. Ahven reached out and dropped a small object onto the table. A simple chunk of rock—not smoothed, worked, or etched. Blue turquoise, one of the most sacred of stones. This chunk was natural, as it had fallen. Its cracks and faces were deeply familiar to Jek. Return my Bondstone to me. Declare my penance finished, and allow me to return to my clan.
Seek out the palace of Talshekh Davar, and kill his wife and children. Kill the Davar family, but leave Talshekh himself alive. Then return to me here.
Jek closed his eyes. Another slaughter. He had been so close. Perhaps they never would. Skip to content. The Way of Kings Prime: Jeksonsonvallano.
Important men liked windows. That prohibition, unfortunately, no longer applied to Jek. He was Truthless. He stopped before the bed to perform the deed—only to find it empty. Ahven sat patiently. See my words.
Ahven rested his hand nonchalantly on the table, unfazed by the grisly object at his side. Randach was dead. He rose, bowing to the Idiot King, then left the room on silent feet. Altered Perceptions. Way of Kings Prime Chapter 1: Dalenar 1. Way of Kings Prime Chapter 3: Merin 1. Way of Kings Prime Chapter 5: Merin 2. Dragonsteel Prime Chapter Bridge Four 1. Dragonsteel Prime Chapter Bridge Four 2. Dragonsteel Prime Chapter Bridge Four 3.
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