Beheading Kings and poisoning the innocent, I reckon I’m a menace.
I figured I’d kill the sard, steal his wealth, and be well on my way elsewhere, but somehow, I ended up latched to the Lord and Master of Frenmere Pass, helping him every step of the way. Icaz proved an enigma, and I don’t like leaving without answers. How does a deranged fool that nobody has heard of end up as one of the wealthiest folks around? I worried for the children in his care too, and wanted to make sure the girls stayed safe, but mostly I stuck around to itch away at the nasty scab called curiosity.
Who wouldn’t be curious upon learning your employer possesses a pendant capable of controlling the mind and bending others to his will? Who wouldn’t want to know if the fantastical story he tells bears any resemblance to the truth? I sarding well do. If that means one preposterous situation after the next, so be it. More questions than answers, and I mean to even the score. Free on Kindle.
