“All I know is that I am not the one who stabbed the king that night. But there are several members of the Light Keepers who would have liked for me to do precisely that.” I speared a chunk of burned wood, shattering it into smaller flecks of ash and embers. “I didn’t see who actually wielded the blade against him. The blightdust powder that exploded on the veranda made it impossible to make out what was happening until it was too late to do anything about it.”
