“Is there a chance your king will want to kill me and continue with the war?” I ask with an empty tone. He shifts and stares out into the misty forest. “What would you do if he ordered it?” He makes it sound like a test. I let out a short breath. “I’d want you to do it. At least I know you kill swiftly.” His brow quirks. “I’ve heard as much,” I add. We’ve never met in battle before the time loops. If we had, he would’ve killed me long ago. “You have my word. It will be by my sword or no one’s, little godling.”
