“She loved your father. They were young and stupid. Keza was sixteen when my father brought Shadow here. He was nineteen, but age means nothing when your heart’s involved. He was my father’s property, a soldier, loving anyone wasn’t allowed. However, loving my sister was forbidden. That’s not how things worked here under my father’s command. Especially not for Shadow. He was one of the best gunmen we had ever seen. Training here only made him more deadly. Killing came naturally. The skill and way he handled weapons was…”
