Who could be disappointed in such an opponent?” He began to come down the steps, sword in hand. “I mean to say … how many deaths are you responsible for? A thousand?” Jakob said nothing, only pushed himself from the pillar. “Two thousand?” Jakob said nothing, only squared his shoulders. “Ten thousand?” Jakob said nothing, only limped towards the throne. “And there I was…” Duke Michael sank into a ready stance. “Thinking I might be the villain.”
