The blow snapped his head to one side. Damen ran his tongue over the inside of his lip and tasted blood. “I did not give you permission to speak,” said Adrastus. “You hit like a milk-fed catamite,” said Damen.
The longer he was kept here, the longer Kastor would have to cement his rule. It was unbearable not to know what was happening in his country, to his supporters, and to his people.